#dear josephine

[cactassprince]

Dear Josephine: The one where I get a roommate?

I think that’s actually a thing that’s happening? It’s a stranger who I took on a tour of Brackenbury today. They’re lost and only have so much money, so I figured, hell, they seem nice enough. Let them crash until they figure something out and not have to waste money on our shitty motel.

I don’t know how well you remember Brackenbury, but it certainly favors the locals over travellers. The first few months here were rough. It took me a year before most of the locals started calling me Max and he/him. I could’ve left and gone back with our grandparents, but I’m a stubborn bastard and wanted to prove I could do it. And I did, so, it worked out!

Now, back to the whole roommate thing… I’m kind of just hoping for the best, really. He seems nice and we get each other on a deeper level than I would’ve thought. He also tried my ice cream order, which even you have strong feelings about me actually consuming. It’s good, Josy. That’s all I can say.

He pinky swore he wouldnt kill me, so unless I never write another letter, then he is to be trusted.

Oh, also his name is Ash. Maybe I should mention that. Should I? Does it matter? Fuck it.

[cactassprince]

Dear Josephine: The one where I can't concentrate

I dont plan on writing to you this frequently, it's just been a crazy day is all. I can't seem to focus on anything and it's been making my job a true living hell today, and I generally love working here. I'm closing up shop right now, but even now its like my body and brain are at war. I get this done within thirty minutes typically, but I've hardly made a dent in my to-do list and it's been a solid twenty. I know we talked about the universe a lot. About signs and destiny and serendipity. Sometimes when I get like this, I wonder if its the universe trying to get me to change my path. Like maybe its trying to push me out of my current spot so that I'll run into my next course of fate. Otherwise, I can't imagine why I'd be so antsy. That being said, I dont ever know what to do when I get like this and start questioning the universes motives. So, I guess thats why I'm writing to you. I'm going to work on shop more. Maybe I'll add more if it comes to me.

[cactassprince]

Dear Josephine: The one where I get a new apartment!

Let me start this by saying, yes, I know you're busy volunteering overseas and can't actually read this. The point of this is to give you a collection of life updates when you CAN read them. It's a tad lame, but I'm horrendously bored working at Lillian's without you to bother during my shifts. I also miss you more than I thought I would, but I think it's just setting in that you're gone. That being said, as the title suggests, I got a new apartment! Finally!! You know how awful my last landlord was, and for a shitty place that was ages away from work AND school? Not worth it. I could hear all my neighbors getting it on and, wildly enough, it's not great to hear the old bump and grind in surround sound. Also, the heating never worked. Ever. I became very good at layering thanks to that shithole. Maybe this new place won't have vaguely yellow water running from the taps. I must confess to you, though, the new place is a gift from grandma and grandpa. They're helping me pay rent because they actually visited me at my last place and nearly had heart attacks. I feel bad, but not bad enough to decline. They threw in a brand new futon and, well, I'm easy to please. Alright, customers are starting to float around so I should wrap this up. You're the moon and the stars to me, Josy, stay safe over there. We'll meet again soon enough.