A Wandering Mind
Dear Leg and Vi, Seven days short of two months since I have sent you the last letter, and I have a valid reason for my absence. Sort of. By the end of term 1 I swear I have attempted to write you a load of letters, currently sitting in my drafts inbox. Each are incomplete and, coincidentally, have all been written during my religious education periods. This subject is the perfect time to write letters to the two of you. It's during school so my energy is still not completely diminished, the teacher is completely careless of our actions (evidence: the second I wrote that she just passed my desk without questioning why my fingers are tapping on the keyboard so quickly), and I am sitting alone at a four-person desk. What could be a more peaceful setting than where I am now, in a body odorous classroom, an hour away from finishing the day. Today is also the day before I get shipped off with several people in my year to a camp with no wireless internet and phone service, so obvious...