How are you? This week’s been tiring, but at least it’s the weekend. How are you? How is school? I don’t know why I keep asking, knowing no answer is likely.
My prayers of last week were answered, and it rained three times, including today!! It is so cool and pleasantly scented. I’m happy for fall weather. It’s quite funny that summer is when the grass dies and winter is when it’s green, since it’s supposed to be the other way around. Where did that idea come from? Is too much sun not a desert?
Speaking of, a trip to Laura’s in Phoenix has been suggested, but might not happen since Josh (her boyfriend moved in with her) is sick. I know if it were to happen we’d probably fly, but how I miss driving down through Oregon and California! How I wish to visit you again, harrowing though it always is. Washington is very alike to a miniature glass nature cage: it resembles home, but is nothing of the sort. You can tell you’re not in Oregon, it looks and smells different. But we still have daffodils in spring and Starbucks (across the water, unfortunately). I might have also mentioned this, but Mom wants to go to David’s for a haircut, which might make further incentive? I wouldn’t go there, though, since David is transphobic.
It has started raining again. It is strong and windy. I am excited! I hope you get lots of whatever it is the weather you like. Alas, I should know. I know nothing. What is there to ask this empty chasm that would finally warrant an answer? It certainly hasn’t asking about the weather back home.
I hope you are well. I’m sorry to have written to you so late. Goodnight, sweet prince.
With love,
Alice