From: basementbooking@gmail.com
Baben! My phone died back there, so so so sorry I dont have you on the line now. I really wanted and needed to talk to you and hear your voice. You know, after all, I did sit this morning and think allot about health and what it meant for me to be alive today and in general what I want for myself and those around me, for you... In times I am so fucking reckless, sometimes or most times without trying but anyway, I felt this overwhelming and unexplainable sadness and love for everything I owe to good health and just feeling triumphantly for knowing that I do want to take care of myself and you, us, and to love you more and more each day. I love you ben and I am so lucky to be with you and want nothing more than to share so much more of whatever craziness I'm trying to get across here, but love is all that comes to mind in the end. Man. Yeah man!
I'm going to be so glad when this weekend is over and I see you in 3-d, real life rhino. The paris version. Please try me again, maybe tomorrow. I am free all day and not working. Please get back to paris safely. I want you!
God bless and namaste.
Carl chucklesworth
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