dear Ant


my heart still aches with emptiness for you but i'm working on finding some slight peace



at the studio, no one else about, wandering around with music on, the kind you'd appreciate, and avoiding the work i set myself, i hope you'd approve, my head is full of bubbling ideas, i need to get them fixed down otherwise they'll drift off, but it's a strange burst of excitement, i'm restless after the weekend thinking of you with a sad heavy heart


thinking of you always


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