A Letter from the Past

It's been six months since she left. Today was the first day I didn't check her Instagram. I hope you've found someone who looks at you like you're magic. Or maybe you're happy alone. That's cool too...

I was looking at the stars tonight and felt incredibly small. It's comforting, isn't it? None of our worries really matter in the grand scheme. We are just stardust trying to figure out how to pay t...

It's 6 AM. My ears are ringing from the techno at Bassiani, and the sun is just hitting the streets of Tbilisi. I hope you never lose this feeling—the feeling of being completely lost in the music,...