How is your dearest composition on this fine day? I found that we are to write an essay today - ah, how bleak! If only we could spread our souls and palpate our bones upon a picnic mat in a park, or huddle before a blazing fire with the reflection of stars in our eyes. We can only dream such possibilities! We are ever bound to this perpetual wait for the weekend, as you are aware. And whence that weekend creeps toward us, it blunders right away! The sheer misfit nature of those two days does bring quite a salted tear to my cheek, don't you agree? Well, I daresay I have rambled! Rosie, I wish you a darling of a day! Please do post me a response reflecting the class and dignity that we, two young ladies, should bear!
My deepest sincerity for our souls and kindest wishes,