Last Letter for a Lost Love. Friday, May 23rd. 2008. You may have noticed that I'm not in Istanbul.
In fact, when my plane was supposed to take off (7:50pm), I was on the Millennium Bridge, opposite the Tate Modern museum on the southbank of the Thames river in London.
Luckily, the sun was guiding me. Bright and opalescent, I let the energy ride the wind and bring me peace.
It was really loud walking across the bridge.
Millennium Bridge to the London Bridge, until they became bright lights in the waves.
I hope that these pages find their way home.
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