LCpl J. I. Lee
3/1 Marines, 15th MEU (SOC)FPO San Diego, CA 92102
Anna,
Well, here we are again. I know this is probably going to irritate you to hear, but I'm kind of excited for it all. It's really amazing to see all of the machines and people moving in unison like some kind of drab, macabre waltz. Anyways, I hope things are going smoothly over there. You know if you ever need help, you can always talk to Matty or my brother. They'll give you anything you need. I'm sorry that the timing of this got in the way of our plans, but stick around - I have big ideas for when I get back.
I know you're dying to head back to MA like we talked about, but just think about your dad crying because Tom Brady doesn't know what a strawberry tastes like. Hah, sorry, gotta jab at you even from here. Also, if you do head up there for a visit - tell him I said that college ball IS a legitimate sport, but Ivy League teams don't count. Anyways, I'll be heading along now. Before I go, I figured I'd share some words from men much wiser than myself:
"It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul."
-W. E. Henley
I'll be back before you know it. In the meantime, enjoy restful nights without my snoring, drooling and occasional sleep farts. Then again, you'll have to share the bed with Sasha, so all bets are off. I'll see you girls in a few months.
Affectionately yours,
Joshua