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What’s next?

We haven't had a good talk in a while.

It’s all good

In the hospital. Ticker/breathing problems. I’ll bounce. Marines are hard to kill.

Let’s go to bed.

I miss you.

I think life in the South of France suits me. I've loved this whole two-months-long journey through Europe including the challenges. I told y'all I saw it as a spiritual pilgrimage and that it has been. It will take me a while to process it all. Paris has become my sort of "home base" on this side of the pound. I started there; came back there after Scotland, Ireland, and England; then again after Italy and Greece. The plan for the Fall is to come back to France and spend the Winter here to write. (I have a friend who's offered her apartment if I can watch her dog (I love the dog) but my cats of course will have to come. I've really missed them during this journey. I'm near Aix-en-Provence now in a little village called Grambois. The only sounds right now are the cicadas and the birds. After Paris these sound like silence.
My cells are exhaling and I'm enjoying the tired lethargy that seems to have blanketed me since I got off the train here. I'm only here for four days, then back to Paris for a meeting and to fly out the next day. I'm headed now to Iceland, to Reykjavik to do ceremony at the erupting volcano with some Pagan friends. Then on to New York City. Only one full day there (I plan to see two plays) and then to New Orleans to pick up my truck from the shop and drive to Galveston to help my friend and teacher, Chief Carlos Spotted Eagle build a sweat lodge. It will feel good to be of service in that way. Then I'll gather my motorcycle from California (haven't figured out those logistics yet) and my cats from Alabama (they are staying with dear friends in Walker County where I grew up) and then it's off to rural Nebraska to write for two months. My nearest neighbor will be eight miles away and I plan not to put on clothes the whole time. I'll be disappearing from most of the interactions I'm obliged to keep up with each week. But you and I will be together. There may not be many words involved. But you always know what I'm thinking by looking at my eyes. That's one of the many things I love about you.
Thank you for being my OnlyFan and thank you for being my friend.

It gets dark late here in Paris. Last night I wrote you a nice, sweet, long letter and when I went to post it, it just disappeared! I feel the sleep creeping on me now and I know to jump through that window when it appears open. I pass a certain point where I'll end up watching stupid videos on IG or TicTok or playing Toon Blast until 4 am. Daddy needs his rest. I'm going to the gym first thing tomorrow. I should know this well by now but I'm the sort of guy that if it gets bumped too late in the day, it's likely not going to happen. I'm committed to my training so I can't let it slip down the priority list. It's as much about my mental health as it is about my physical health and hey, I wanna stay purdy for you all! Love you, appreciate you being my OnlyFan and I appreciate you being my friend.

You have GOT to be kidding me! I just spent about an hour writing you this really, really sweet, well thought out missive that I put a lot of heart and thought into and the platform erased it without posting. Dammit. I'm exhausted and have to go to bed. I'll try to remember all I said and give it another go tomorrow. In short, I really do love an appreciate y'all. Here's a picture of my nekkid to prove it.

It's gonna be a fun Summer.