I am publishing my 4th book, and surprise, surprise — it’s about you.
Every time I look at the title or read the pages, it will remind me of you. There you go — you are immortalized forever.
The funny thing is, you are everywhere: in the journals, the diaries, the poems, the songs. At this point, I wonder whether it’s love or delusion… love or obsession.
The odds are slim that you would ever read the book,my book, actually your book.
But I’ll keep you posted anyway.
Signing out,
TM
