Well, I still miss you.
Tonight, I sat in my place in Beijing. Its hard to say where that is in a city with 20 million people, but for me its on the roof of my building. I’m 26 stories up, surrounded by buildings, people, lives and movement, but it is still and calm up here. I’ve got an ipod, a beer and cigarettes. And I don’t feel alone.
I’m a couple of thousand miles from the people I love, but I like to think you’re all running around down there. And I’m up here, happy yet alone and cold yet content. I miss you guys, but I’m happy I’m here. I hope you are all happy and safe without me: somehow exactly the same, but equally satisfied, content and brilliant..
I’m just dancing on my own.