To: emily.mitchell@gmail.com
Subject: Yo
How are you doing, Squirt? Mom says you're fine and that you're being a rock to them. I'm sorry that I'm not there for you to take some weight off your shoulders. Apparently being here is all I should do to be helpful, it doesn't feel like it's enough.
So how did mom and dad take the news about my break up with Vala? Psyched? Celebrating? I know, that's not fair. I'm being an idiot. Yes, more than usual. A movie shouldn't get my boxers in a twist. You know that idea we have of 'true love' conquering all, of giving up everything for it? How do you that without giving yourself up? The airplane or the girl? I picked the first. How big a jerk does that make me?
I miss her. I'm worried sick about her. She's off on some adventure that I didn't even bother asking questions about because I was too pissed off that she was leaving again. So how big did I screw up here? On a scale of 10?
And now Aeryn's gone back home and John's pretty much broken up about it, but handling it with more grace than I am. On the positive side, I'm now rooming with Kawalsky who completely rocks. So that's something, even if he doesn't shave his legs.
Maybe I should come home for the weekend, check up on your guys and make sure you're not spoiling Ray too much. I'll see what mom says. Take care of yourself, Emily. Not just mom and dad. And don't hesitate to call me if you need me.
- Cam