November 17th, 2008:
It seems so amazing that the drab metal cabin that I had grown to absolutely loathe is now a place I never want to leave. The ship arrives in Guam tomorrow and suddenly the trip seems far, far too short.
I can't write any more. Josh can blab about seemingly every embarrassing detail of our lives without blinking, but for me it's agonizing.
Thank you so much for understanding, Mrs. Howland.
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