Onward And Upward

Hey, now.

Notes

The End?

It is with great sadness and a tremendous amount of frustration and anger that I write to you from the public computers in the Astor Museum hostel in Central London. My laptop and iPad, both containing innumerable amounts of important, private information, were taken out of the locker beneath my bunk bed in a 12 person room by someone who I suspect was not even staying here. All of my photographs from my trip are gone, as is all the work I’ve been doing recently. I am heartbroken and do not think there is any amount of fire with which I could adequately burn the culprit existing today on this planet.