Hey Patrick, it’s JP.
I’m wearing that robe tonight, the maroon one that you and Ivonne bought for me when I came to visit in Palma—so long ago it seems, although it was really just a year and a half ago. So I’m wearing the maroon robe and I’m thinking about you.
You know, things are going ok. Of course, I still miss you like crazy. It’s what, one in the morning and I’m thinking about you.
I think about you a lot.
Still, I’ve dialed it back some. Continue reading “Letter to Patrick”