Letters from Home

Alicia, come back and we'll get married

In other news, I'm at the French embassy for la Fête de la Musique and this dude comes up to me and says hi and asks about you and I'm like, 1) wtf 2) Alicia needs to stop collecting suitors. But then I realize we've met and he's cool. So I say you're good then he asks about me and I say I'm good and then he asks if I'm in an LSAT class and guess what? We're in the same class. Awesomesauce. So this will be good though b/c now that I have one of your friends asking me twice a week where you are I'll have no choice but to update myself biweekly on the state of your road affair.

I hope all is going well, the Jesuit identity convos are going strong and the open road is less a cruel mistress than the DC summer.

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