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Dear Corinthia,
It’s true, I don’t need to hear certain details about your love life, but I
want you to feel comfortable telling me what’s going on with you. I guess
it’s a little strange that we’ve never brought it up before. Ya know, when
we talk about the population decline on this planet, people often cite the
poisoned atmosphere as the primary cause of it, but the truth is a lot more
nuanced. Yes, obviously people died from it, and not just from the gases
themselves—there were a lot of related effects, like failures in
infrastructure maintenance that made the old cities less safe—but there were
less overt repercussions too. The biggest consequence of the end of the old
world was how isolated it made us from each other. You used to be able to
take a bus to the airport, get on a flight, and be on the other side of the
world in a matter of hours. You could travel just about anywhere with hardly
any time to plan. Our jets are faster than ever, but the preparation for
these flights takes so much more effort. If you want to go somewhere, you
better damn well be sure that that’s where you wanna be, because there is no
guarantee that you’re gonna be back. Because of all these limitations, and
more, it’s much harder for some of us to meet someone. People are having
fewer kids than they did in the past, because they have a hard time finding
suitable partners. I won’t even get into population control mandates, but
the only things keeping us from bursting at the seams are the people who do
the transportation jobs like we used to have, and those building new
settlements, or expanding preexisting habitats. This is all to say that I’ve
not had much luck on the relationship front myself. I’ve moved around more
than most. Our clients had to move too, but once we placed them at their new
homes, they were free to settle down, and develop bonds within their
respective communities. We just kept moving. I’ve gone on a few dates here
under this ocean dome, but none of them has led to anything special. I’m not
opposed to it, but we’re not getting any younger, so I’ve kind of learned to
not get my hopes up about it anymore. I’m glad that you’ve found someone
with the potential to last. I don’t think your age gap is all that big of a
deal. And what are ya gonna do, let it get in your way? I say, love is love.
As long as you’re consenting adults, and neither one is exerting any unfair
power over the other, you should be allowed to do whatever feels right. But
I’ll warn you, so you can warn him, if he hurts you, no
interplanetary void is wide enough to keep him safe from my wrath. Okay, I’m
done being overprotective again. Hey, dad didn’t tell me what he put in his
latest letter to you, but I hope you’re pleased with it, and feeling okay.
Tell me however much you want.
Love ya,
Condor
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