Friday once more. Next Friday will be the night before I leave for home. I am very excited. How are you doing? Is break soon? I hope you get to rest awhile.
I’ve had a terribly rough week, but I’ll say some good things. The radiator in my dorm is fixed. I wrote a good chunk for my last pre-break assignment today. I bought some Reese’s Cups today. The moon is orange and hanging low like you could grab it from Heathrow Airport’s roof. I found out Apple Music has a Spotify wrapped-equivalent: my top musician (Ghost) wins by literally ten times over the next musician. Does Mom use Apple Music?? I guess I assumed that since we’ve always used it. If you have it, here’s the secret; go look at the wrapped, it’s fun!
There was a Christmas market yesterday, which was alright. I didn’t get anything but watched when the tree lit up — unspectacular, but fun. I didn’t get anything, but I noticed some dream catchers being sold at a crystal stand, which was peculiar. They sell dream catchers here? And they’re syncretizing Anishinaabe stuff with crystal neo-pagan magic, it seems.
I had another dream about you. We were sitting with Mom (Mel) somewhere, and she was leaning forward while saying something wrong, and I leaned behind her to tell you she was lying. Later we were going to meet and have dinner in a field, and I was buying dinner beforehand, but the checkout line turned into a church sermon and I woke up. We never got to talk. We never get to talk in dreams. I think because I don’t know what you’ll say.
I suppose that’s all that’s fun to say. I caught a fever, so I’m rather incapacitated. I can’t wait to go home. I hope you’re alright back home. Draw something fun on our room’s whiteboards for me. I love you.
With love,
Alice