Man on the Run…

29th May 2026

Good evening my most beautiful and precious starshine {} xxx 

It’s 20:02. I hope you’re thoroughly enjoying the gorgeous sunshine my lovely. It’s too beautiful to be inside this evening. I’m imagining you chilling happily in your magical garden with medicine. Today’s perfect BBQ weather as well. I’m keeping my fingers crossed xx

Have you heard Paul’s album? I bet it’s superb! I really wish I could ask you. I wish I could ask you for your thoughts about Man on the Run as well. I just watched it. It’s absolutely brilliant isn’t it?! It’s incredibly honest, real, beautiful, moving, intimate, sweet and funny, just like his music.

He’s a genius isn’t he?! I loved it. I loved everything about it, including how it was made. 

There were many moments that resonated with me. The first was Paul using songwriting as a therapeutic tool, especially during his darkest moments. For me, these are the moments that have the strongest pull. It’s a desperate need. It is a way of accessing and processing. 

It’s wonderful how he found himself, and seeing how his music evolved. It felt like his inner child was let loose to experiment wildly and have fun. He was being true to himself, regardless of what anyone thought, which I found inspiring.

I think the authenticity of his music, is one of the reasons why we connect with it so easily. 

Linda McCartney’s amazing as well, isn’t she? I understood when she said she forgot her insecurities when she photographed. I especially feel this with my camera. I completely forget the problems and insecurities I have, and get fully caught up in those moments. It’s magic. I guess it’s being fully present doing something we love. It nourishes our soul. It’s so important. This is why I feel so much joy when you do the things you love {} xxx

It was interesting when Paul talked about letting go of the anger he felt, and move on. He’s absolutely right. I now know how important it is to feel that anger and the pain that accompanies it, before we can let it go. Anger completely bypassed me in the past, and automatically repressed. 

I never wrote the letter to the dentist. With everything’s that’s happened since, I haven’t been well enough or had the energy. The urgency and the anger has now passed. 

I didn’t know Paul was cruely described as being robotic after John’s death. I can completely relate to this as well. This is how my family saw me after my mum died, but that pain was there. I died with her. I dissociated. 

It must’ve been horrendous being under so much scrutiny, and being constantly judged. That was me at home as well…

We still see and feel some of Paul’s grief when he talks about John, as well as his love for him. Both are intertwined. I can’t imagine how he would’ve felt losing Linda. I only have a tiny glimpse. They were just perfect together weren’t they? 

I did cry towards the end. I fully cried when I finished watching it. I really hope there will be a chance with our beautiful and precious friendship. I hope so {} xxx

The other thing that struck a chord was when Paul said he wanted to grow up. I’m in that process too. There have been distinct moments. Liron provided me with stability I haven’t had since my mum died. That started me on my healing journey. 

College gave me another growth spurt. I was being myself creatively, and I was accepted for me just being me, both creatively and as a person. This was huge outside of Liron and my friends. 

Along with this illness, you helped with another growth spurt, by providing stability, safety and trust. I was my complete self with you, and as with Liron, you saw the good, the bad and the ugly. 

I rediscovered parts of myself with you. The playful side. I felt so much joy with you and for you, but I felt your pain as well. I desperately wished I could help {} 

I’m incredibly lucky and thankful to get to know the beautiful and precious you, and to love you in the way that I do. Thank you so much for allowing me to {} xxx

You’re also helping me with my current growth spurt. I feel this is the biggest one. I think I will finally grow up after going through this, but I never want to lose that child, or the wonder, playfulness, excitement and creativity. Seeing how Paul is, I know this is possible. You can be grown up and not lose that child. 

I didn’t expect to write this much. It’s now 21:35. I imagine you’ve enjoyed something superb for dinner, and now happily chilling with Miles Davis. I hope so xx

I really hope I’ll be okay tomorrow. I did shower and make hair happy. I’m starting to feel the crash now, so I’ll say Nnight my beautiful sweetheart {} xx

Continue enjoying your amazing music day for me too my lovely xx Then sleep well, sleep restfully and blissfully. Dream sweet dreams for both of us {} xxx

I love you with all my heart. I always will, no matter what happens. I still hope it’ll be okay. Fingers crossed. I’m hugging you extremely tightly {} xxxx


It’s 22:22. I really do hope you can see the spectacular moon tonight. They’re absolutely stunning. I saw their golden glow under a misty haze, and it took my breath away. They’re quite low tonight and further to the left (West). I’m keeping everything crossed you can get lost in their beauty as well xx

The sunset opposite is also breathtaking. Gradients of blue, turquoise and yellow, with reddish and greyish clouds. Jupiter and Venus to the left of me (West).

The front and back are like two worlds. I really do hope they’ll meet someday. That would be magic {} xxx

Nnight, sleep tight and sweet dreams my brightest beautiful starshine {} xxxx

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