Dear my so-loved friend-named-after-a-bird, I miss you so much, and even though I’m writing this into oblivion because you are so far away from me right now, I know by the powers in my horoscope sign and the fake ass karma and spiritual shit I believe in that you’ll feel this somehow. Enjoy your adventure and keep flying. —Lonely Not-Bird Friend
This article appears in Apr 27 – May 3, 2017.