Dear Terk,

(You're right, I love that name too)

I'm so glad you wrote back. The letter did take some time to get here, but I don't mind.

I'm glad you think it's a pretty idea. I thought you'd think it's... outlandish? And it doesn't matter, really, how well you write. That's what this thing is about, isn't it? We have no restrains because we have no expectations. Except maybe our own, I guess.

You know, Terk, I thought I'd have pages and pages to write because there's just so much on my mind these days. But now that it's here, I'm blank. But I don't want to waste this, though, because I paid the money for it and I don't really have much of that right now.

So maybe I can say thank you? For sending me a letter instead of brushing this whole thing off? I thought I'd been crazy to hope for a letter back. I was genuinely surprised to get that envelope.

Maybe I can tell you a little about myself though. I'm in college, I guess. For now it's all I really have. I'm 19. I probably don't sound all that old though. I don't feel 19, in any case. I'm studying architecture, which is a sort of dream come true. I don't know what else to say haha. (who even writes "haha")

And, lastly, I hope you're okay. I think, these days, it's a blessing to just be okay. Take care of yourself!

Yours truly, Dory