Eat. Smoke. Love.

Dear Ruby I’m sitting outside your door right now just having a smoke; feeling the early spring breeze drift over my skin, the exhausts of cars carol away at my excitement, and content from being here at your place. You’re in the room right now, while I’m lost in translation, as all I can hear… Continue reading Eat. Smoke. Love.

The Art Of Psychology … I Was Not A Total Prick!

Dear Ruby There are no better words to describe me, than to call me a cunt… dick… an obnoxious prick. I think I deserve a 10/10 for my display of ‘affection’ towards you for when we first met.

Every Cloud Has A Silver Lining…

Dear Ruby It’s October the 16th – it’s been an hour since we last spoke on the phone. I needed to talk to you. I just needed to hear your voice, because it’s the one thing that makes me feel good.

Everyday Is A Celebration With You…

Dear Ruby, I’m just about to get settled in at home. This evening my wife, kids and I joined her family for the celebration of one a family member’s birthday. It was awesome. I enjoyed it as I haven’t connected with them since lock down.

Love Like We Do, and We’ll be okay, Ruby…

Dear Ruby, I woke up this morning with thoughts of you. Getting myself out of bed feels good. It feels good, as I know that I have something to look forward to today.

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