I was about to ramble off about my suicidal inclinations, but I was pulled away to a walk in the woods and I’m feeling somewhat better now. How are you? Fall is coming up, so you know what that means — more AP classes for me and Halloween for all. I can’t wait for Halloween. I wish there was more free time when the weather is nice so you can go out in fall and winter. I hope the rain comes back soon…
Nothing much has happened. I feel like I always have a headache, but I don’t take ibuprofen because I use it enough as it is, and don’t want to have heart failure or something. I miss Eugene. I would love to go on a road trip there. There is little more I enjoy than staring out the window for a long time with music. I hope you have been up to much? Monotony yields depression. But I wouldn’t be surprised if we both already have that. What else is there to have in the face of such great loss?
I hope you will find me someday. I hope I will have the will to write a book or something like that. I’m often sad thinking that you likely believe you have been abandoned. I’m sorry, dear sister. That is on my shoulders. I’d visit if I had a car and weren’t afraid of Mom calling the police. I know you are afraid, though. If it makes you feel better, I would enjoy being pepper sprayed if it meant acknowledgment, something I am in sorely in lack of in the previous years.
I hope you have a lovely afternoon. We are going to Costco this Wednesday. I am incredibly excited.
With love,
Alice