My dear Beth,

I don't know how long I've been here but by now it must be a few weeks. I haven't written in awhile, not that you would know; I've been making shelter and trying to collect food and water. There are these strange little monkey creatures here, and as odd as it is I believe that I'm starting to get along with them!

How unbelievable it is to think that only a few months ago I was sitting at home with you planning our wedding. If I ever make it back I promise we'll get married the day I return. It's peaceful here in a way that war isn't. I hate it. This silence makes my ears ring louder than any bomb.

-J