Dear Kurt

You've been gone approximately three hours and seventeen minutes. By the time you read this, though, a week will probably of past or something. (How long does a letter take to get from Ohio to New York? Do you know? I think I'll have to look it up. Or we can experiment; I'll make a note of when I post a letter and you can tell me when you get it - or vice versa. Oh, that sounds like fun! Can we do that next time?)

Anyway, I just thought that I'd let you know how much I miss you already. Lima feels… I don't know. Different, I guess. I'm bored and I have nothing to do because, before I could call you up and we'd hang out. But now you're in New York and I'm here.

It's odd to think that, for a year, I've known this was how it would be - but I'm still not prepared. I just hope you're having fun. Ha! What am I saying? You're in NEW YORK. Of course you're having fun. Good. I hope it's everything and more that you dreamt of. Because you deserve it. You deserve the stars and more.

Well, I've got to go now. My mum's calling me for lunch and, afterwards, she's sending me grocery shopping. I think it's a ploy to get me out of the house so I don't start moping. She says it's so I can use my free time being helpful now. I think that's insulting but I can't argue with her, or she won't let me fly to you at Christmas.

All my love

Forever and always

Blaine

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