zk_html/writing/post-self/selected-letters/004.html

46 lines
3.1 KiB
HTML

<!doctype html>
<html>
<head>
<title>Zk | 004</title>
<link rel="stylesheet" href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css2?family=Gentium+Plus&family=Lato&family=Ubuntu+Monodisplay=swap" />
<link rel="stylesheet" type="text/css" href="/style.css" />
<meta name="viewport" content="width=device-width" />
<meta charset="utf-8" />
</head>
<body>
<main>
<header>
<h1>Zk | 004</h1>
</header>
<article class="content">
<h2 id="sorina-balan-ioan-balan">Sorina Bălan &mdash; Ioan Bălan</h2>
<blockquote>
<p>systime 222 (2346) </p>
<p>Artemis&mdash;Lagrange transmission delay:<br />
31 days, 15 hours, 13 minutes</p>
</blockquote>
<p>Ioan,</p>
<p>While I&rsquo;m sure that Codrin#Castor&rsquo;s already told you plenty about me, I wanted to send you a letter directly.</p>
<p>Something about winding up here in a place so fundamentally different from where we&rsquo;ve lived before has me in mind of the past. I wasn&rsquo;t quite sure why this was, at first. Obviously, I miss the prairie and life aboard Castor, but one would think that I&rsquo;d be more worried about what&rsquo;s in front of me than what&rsquo;s behind me. The prospect of months or years aboard this new world &mdash; never mind the core facets of existing in this place &mdash; gives me plenty of time to worry about the future at my leisure, though.</p>
<p>I suppose leaving behind so much is reason enough to think about the past.</p>
<p>I could spend all of that time thinking about my partners (and I&rsquo;ve certainly been thinking about them plenty), but you&rsquo;ve been coming up in my thoughts more than I&rsquo;d expected. Something about this extra layer of individuation has you feeling even less like a down-tree instance than you did before, and far more like a good friend or close family member &mdash; especially given how much I miss you.</p>
<p>I miss you! Is that weird to say? Perhaps. We&rsquo;ve never met, have we? Ruminating on my roots has me thinking fondly on all that&rsquo;s come and gone. We are stuck however many billions of kilometers apart, though, and that distance will only grow, the time between messages will only ever get longer. At least I think I better understand what Dear was talking about with regards to the difference between longing and being missed.</p>
<p>Ah well, perhaps I&rsquo;m just lonely. Lonely and moody. It&rsquo;s so strange here, and it&rsquo;s been playing havoc with my emotions.</p>
<p>I miss you and May Then My Name, and I hope you&rsquo;re both doing well. Pass on my love.</p>
<p>Sorina Bălan</p>
<p>33 et-ularaeël, 4775 Artemis Reckoning</p>
</article>
<footer>
<p>Page generated on 2023-05-10</p>
</footer>
</main>
<script type="text/javascript">
document.querySelectorAll('.tag').forEach(tag => {
let text = tag.innerText;
tag.innerText = '';
tag.innerHTML = `<a href="/tags.html#${text}">${text}</a>`;
});
</script>
</body>
</html>