L’île

Hello from my sofa.

I am here sitting comfortably with a tea and fresh mango.

I wrote to you a letter about my traveling back to Los Angeles, but you know what? 
It was kind of bleak. So, scratch that. Let’s talk about JOY.

This morning, I woke up superiorly angry.

I was just sitting there, minding my own business, when suddenly Graham’s phone rings.

I can hear clearly in his voice that he hasn’t recognized the phone number : “Helleeeeu?” (imagine a British accent) and hear his voice changing from curious to very very warm. “Oh, hi mate!!!”

I don’t really want this newsletter to be just about the fact that we’re stuck at home and it’s funny and dramatic and what is the world going to become!

But, really.