Dear Anthony Kiedis,
You won't believe it at first when you read this.
You might not remember right away, or maybe ever at all. Maybe it was a dream of mine, or a nightmare...? However, I doubt it. I've been doing a lot of soul searching, therapy, drug assisted (professionally), Veterans assisted stuff too... I'm 35 years old, and I was born in California. I was all over that state between the years of 1988-1993. I was under 5 when I met you, Flea, others, and a teenage groupie/roadie who was hanging with y'all. You all tried, and in part succeeded in saving my life. However, things went to shit, and tragedy. The roadie disappeared (they were Mexican American, spoke mostly English, but was learning Spanish on their own a bit) and y'all were...living pretty wild back then, and you and I were all just feral and fucked up survivors trying to get by. . . I miss you, and Flea to this day, and I hope more than anything that I'm not crazy, and that you two will remember me. If by some miracle you see this PLEASE SHOW FLEA! He should remember the craziest and most specific details that I do too. BACK TO THE FUTURE 2 WAS MY FAVORITE MOVIE AT THAT TIME, and I WAS HUGELY EXCITED AND TRUSTING WHEN HE'D REMIND ME THAT HE WAS NEEDLES! "Looks like you got bit by the heroin bug." "A toddler with track marks, holy shit!" (Cuz that's what I was, and I didn't even know it!). You guys... please . . . I'd really like to reconnect ... you're links to a past of darkness, and survival and I hope that can be cultivated into something that's healing for us all.
Love and Gratitude for everything you did, and everything you still do
Kat, "I want you to suck my kiss", aka Sophie's best friend.