Hey, how’s it going? It’s been a minute
Sorry I took a while to answer your last letter.
So much’s been going on and I never really settled before this moment.
They started the train service again.
I’m looking at it right now, actually, as it treks across the meadow.
It’s raining. Raindrops are racing across the window,
their thum thum on the roof reminds me of you.
I’m having matcha, by the way, and wearing the red jumper you got me.
It’s nice here; It’s cozy.
Wish you were here. Xoxo