I had a tiring but satisfying day in London. We went to two nerd shops, one of which was small, independent, and almost all Dr Who stuff! It was crazy; tell Liv that TOM BAKER goes into that store sometimes and surprises people for fun- we bought some things there that he signed (btw, this will probably kill Liv via jealousy, so watch out)! We also went to that Museum I mentioned- the Hunterian... It is truly one of the most interesting, and by far the most disturbing/horrifying place I have ever been to... There is a wall of pigment-less human fetuses, suspended in yellowish liquid on one of the walls; some of them have been semi-dissected, or decapitated, or cross sectioned, etc. I drew one that was so dissected that it was really just a tiny torso with some guts spilling out. This one was actually not in the dead baby section- it was in the animal section, and that's why it was so shocking; I was browsing the jars, reading the labels until I came across it- so pathetic and small- a large, typed font on the top read "Genus Homo". My other Hunterian highlight is the skeleton of Mr Jeffs. His story actually almost made me cry when I took the time to contemplate it. He had A really rare disease that caused him to (your never going to believe this) grow extra bones inside his muscles! these bones grew aggressively and merged with the bones of his back- forming a large, spiky, shell-like structure that extended from his neck to his pelvis. I drew his skeleton. A few years after his death, his grave was dug up "for science". His family had no say so, and he will never be able to fight- he will remain unwillingly on display until even his remains fall to dust. I memorialized him with a little speech on the painting I did of him. Anyway, the Hunterian is astonishing, and horrible, and sad, and beautiful- I think that everyone who gets the chance (and has a firm stomach) should go there if they have the chance. I also say a cool mummy exhibit in the British Museum. All things considered, I think I may have seen one to many dead people today. I would get depressed at this point, but even the simple reassurance that I am reaching you over the leagues extinguishes all morbidity from my mind. I won't bother writing a poem today, not because I don't want to put in the effort, but because I don't need to... Wow, i'm gonna be dreaming of dead babies tonight... Just kidding. 

I miss you

Its kind of being taken to a new level

It doesn't get worse every day- it comes on in waves that simply refuse to settle

But that's all right

because I could wait a lot longer if I had to

See you at school.