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Hi hi.
I'm on vacation.
Well, my half-brand of vacation, anyways. My parents are coming over from the Americas (from San Diego) and I'm popping down to Vienna to hang out with them for a week.
But I'm 85% sure I'm not bringing my laptop... so there!
It's gonna be an excellent way to kick off the autumn vibes, and shift into that back-to-school gear that kicks in no matter how old you are.
Read moreHey friend.
I am ravenous with creative lust today.
Having one of those afternoons where I just want to go lock myself in a studio and record music and only music and and I just want to make music and that's all I want to do and I'm leaving all things office life behind me from here on out and goodbye forever.
Sigh.
I hardly even want to write this email. (Okay, that's actually not true at all. You fools are great.)
But really... I. just. want. to. sing.
Hi Angel.
How's tricks?
Just realized I'm writing you for the second week in a row with a plate of sushi in front of me, glass of Sauvignon Blanc by my side. I wish I could articulate the excessive regalness I feel when ordering sushi in German. You don't just say seaweed salad, you get to say zee-tang zahl-aht. What a brilliant way to order your superfoods.
I'm feeling my momentum pick up with September on the horizon (and by horizon I mean tomorrow). Basically means 2017 is here. Oh, to return to the days when the end of August meant the first day of school--and when winter break felt like it was a billion miles away.
Anyway. Onwards. My personal reaction to this back-to-school burst of energy is to start zooming out a little, to try and see three steps ahead of myself. Attempt to make a long-term plan or five.
Hi gorgeous.
Feeling like a powerful woman today.
Currently grabbing a quick sushi lunch at the German version of Bloomingdale's before racing off to the immigration office to meet my lawyer and make sure I stay good n' legal here in Berlin.
And speaking of paperwork--I'm reminded to share a quick moral imperative for all of you today. And that imperative is this:
Darling, get it in writing.
Hey angel.
My computer's on 10% battery but my white-hot assistant Hannah just finished this white-hot new email template so I couldn't not just send you a little note.
We just finished jamming all afternoon over a swordfish lunch about everything we're planning to accomplish for the rest of this year, and I'm so completely f*cking stoked on what's ahead.
But most importantly, I am so completely f*cking stoked on all of you. It dawned on me this week that I am receiving your emails and Snapchats and FB messages literally every single day at this point. That's insane.
You take the time to write me and say how much you dig what I do, and how much it inspires you and that is just... really, utterly epic.
Thank you so much. I am so glad that you're all a part of my world, and that I am brightening up yours in some small way.
This is a good thing, what we got going on.
Boom, 9% battery left. I'm out. It's past 5PM in Berlin and time to close this laptop and jet back into the sunshine.
Mad, mad love. Sending you a safe and peaceful and positive weekend vibe. We'll speak soon.
Big Love,
A
PS: Sorry to all the boys I've kissed on this email list who went pale when they saw this subject line.
