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Dear Corinthia,
I’m relieved that you’re feeling better, but I’m still worried about you.
What are your message quotas? Maybe you could send me daily updates? Yeah,
I’ll always be a week behind, but I’ll feel better if I can count on
something coming in every day. Or maybe that would be even more stressful,
because what if you’re too busy, or you forget? It might make me start
freaking out. I dunno, you decide. I just want you to be okay. Who else do
you have in your life besides Bray? Does Velia help too? Is she someone you
can rely on when things are rough? It’s so frustrating being so far from
each other. Okay, I don’t wanna be too pushy or overprotective. You live
your life however you think you should. In school, we learned about the
dangers of living in space. They told us how risky it is just being out in
the vacuum, and how lower gravity can impact bones and muscles. But they
didn’t say anything about the pathogens that do—or more important,
don’t—start going around. You’re in such a controlled environment, which
sounds like a good thing, but I guess there are consequences. We’re probably
going to experience the same thing here on Earth, with our giant dome
habitats. Or maybe the giant part is a good thing. Perhaps
they’re big enough where it’s basically like living on Earth before the
poison gases. I don’t know anything about this stuff. Have they done studies
on it? Do space colonists have weakened immune systems because they’re not
exposed to random environmental foreign contaminants, or whatever? Perhaps
someone should be comparing twins for this instead of behavioral
differences. I shouldn’t say that out loud, give anybody any bright ideas.
For all I know, that was part of what they were trying to study in us.
Thinking of you always,
Condor
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