At this point, he’s given up his self-imposed page limit and the letters get longer. I’ll try to break them up in the most logical way. – editor

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3/16/20
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Hello my lover!

(8:00)
Good morning. Happy Monday. As I write this, you’re driving to work, and I just finished breakfast. My tummy is a little iffy this morning. Up and down to the toilet 3 times already. I think I’m ok now. I could swear I heard someone throwing up this morning. Isn’t this how zombie movies start? hahaha Had an ok sleep last night. Very very stuffed up though. Mouth as dry as a bone.

(9:30 am)
Just spent the last hour actually watching CNN. It’s freaky out there. My god. And waiting for Capt. America from what I can tell he’s either running a few hours late, or isn’t coming in today. Maybe he’ll be in in the afternoon. But yeah the news is very scary. And Trump isn’t helping. “It’s all under control.” Narrator: “It’s not under total control…”

Ack! I think I’m running out of things to write about 🙁 If this was yesterday, or the day before, I’d have had these pages filled by now. Nooooo!

(11:00 am)
Here’s the address I got. No phone number though!

US IMMIGRATION AND CUSTOMS ENFORCEMENT ERO
[redact]PROVIDENCE OFFICE
1 INTERNATIONAL WAY
WARWICK, RI 02886[/redact]

So I hope your day is going well, and not too many sick people come in and bother you today. It’s mellow here so far, but it’s just about lunchtime. We have a coronavirus update memo: clean cells more, wash your hands more (with warm or hot water – my room has no hot or warm water), shower more. Don’t touch people. I’m pretty sure the guy I could swear was getting sick this morning, did not come out for breakfast. I’ll report back if he’s there for lunch.

(1:00ish)
So it looked like he was at lunch. Hot dogs and beans by the way. Still no Capt. America though. Maybe he’ll be here tomorrow, and I’ll break my M-W-F-S rule and call you tomorrow evening as well.

I love you very much!

I’m reading a terrible book, by the guy that wrote The Bone Collector called The Blue Nowhere. It’s a story of computer hacking from 2001. Terribly written, he’ll have a character use a buzz word, and the next paragraph will explain it. Ugh – so bad. Makes Hackers look Oscar-worthy. Now the question: Do I sign off on this, or just keep going? I think I’ll do another page. 🙂