I hope that one day, there’s a way for me to reach her, across seas. I hope that I won’t have to wait for her letter, wondering what has happened in the meantime. Did she find new love? Did our letter get lost in the mail? It’s been some time since I’ve heard from her, and I can’t help but wondering if I should write again. They say that in the future, communication will be immediate, that I will be able to reach her whenever I wish, and her, me. That will be wonderful and I think it will worry me a little less. The postman is here now, but no letter. Another day of waiting, of wondering. I shall write her again … she might be waiting.