22 August 2002
If you break down and read this, please come visit. Bring Tom-tom. I miss you both.
Things suck in here. At first I was cool with it, what with the gym time and the food and the sleep.
I’d rather be hungry, though. I’d rather never sleep again. I just wanna be outside. I wanna be alone. Alone with you.
Please come visit, Al. Bring me the stars.