““Sitting at my desk was a killer. Not in a bad way at all. Mostly it’s my space where I’m calm, where I can get my words out right. In a way where I can really express myself, but my hand shook with every attempt to write out a simple letter that I would be giving to someone. A someone, who means more to me than they will ever know. A someone who is so dear to me. It's my dearest Gemma.””
