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3/10/20

Hey gorgeous girl <3

I think I’m almost all wrote out I don’t want to write about sad, depressing stuff all the time. I’m in my head most of the day. It’s something I have to work through I guess. I’m scared to say anything to anyone. Monday, Wednesday, Fridays, and Sundays are the lights at the end of the tunnel 🙂

So, and you’ll hear this tonight: the plan; court the 19th Boston, gonna wave my rights and ask to go home. Sign paperwork, tentative timeframe to fo home, around April 9-13ish I believe. Lemme tell you, it kind feels like a weight has been lifted from me. But thinking about it, that weight is now on you, sadly. I’ll have to talk to Capt. America to see where my bag has to be sent. I miss you so much.

Oh, and for the record: Danielle Steel sucks as an authour! How do people like this dredge?? I mean, sure, she’s a successful doctor with a full time practice, with 3 kids, and a multi-billionaire ex-husband, why can’t she find the love that she deserves? lol Finished it last night. You’ll be happy to know, she found the love that she deserved. Spoiler alert: twas her ex-husband.

3/11/20

Commasary came wicked early today. Hopefully on Friday I’ll get some stamps, then I’ll be able to send out 2 envelopes that’ll have 4 letters in them, and I’ll be all caught up! If they get stamps. If not, the backlog continues. OH! Good luck with the car tonight! You’ll be a great negotiator!

The fight for books continues! Someone either finished or gave up on Game of Thrones. So I’m reading that, when that’s done I’ll finish the last half of Book 2. Hopefully by then we’ll have new books again. Tomorrow though, is haircut day. Let’s see if the C.O.’s. can screw it up like last time. I think I’m 5th on the list.

Lunch wasn’t too bad; powdered potatoes, powdered gravey, meatballs, more freakin’ carrots. I was lucky, someone didn’t like it, so got his helping. I just ate the meatballs. I am, however, really getting tired of the overcooked carrots. Nasty little things. And it’s Wednesday, that means real chicken tonight! I’m pretty sure everyone looks forward to it. So much so, it’s the one meal in here that in order to get it, we have to give them our ID. 1 tray per person.

That, I have to say, was a delicious little nap. Now, I try not to nap too often, as I’m always afraid I won’t be able to sleep at night. I wouldn’t call my dreams nightmares anymore, but they aren’t happy go lucky dreams anymore. If I remember them at all, they are creepy almost scary in their emptyness. Like being in a ghost town.

Owen talked to Capt. America. He only has a few days left before he flies back to Ireland. Gonna get lonely here. So I ordered deodorant, stamps, envelopes, and noodles. Should be good for a while. Hopefully the stamps actually make it into my hands. We’ve already exchanged email addresses. Although when I get to Canada, I’m going to retire that address. I’m going to start new.

You wouldn’t know it to see me, but if you read my letters, I guess I have the gift of gab! Look, another letter almost done! Thankfully, I ordered a book of stamps, so I can catch up on the backlog!

Well, I’ll let you go my love.

I miss you and love you so much.

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