How are you doing? I caught the plague from Aaron and have been lying around for the past few days. It’s like a fever or cold, so not as bad as it could be. Have you gotten it? I hope not, although it likely wouldn’t hurt you badly.
I’ve done little this past week. My mental illness is bad again. I can’t seem to remember anything. Are you enjoying the summer? I hope you are seeing your friends. I wish I had friends to see. Everyday is exactly the same. Mom thinks it’s my fault. I hope it is different for you. Maybe it is a little similar to pre-trauma life over there. I would give anything for that.
I’m not well enough for articulation. I’m sorry. I’m not feeling well this morning. I hope you’re alright. I wish you were home.
With love,
Alice