What a ridiculously formal e-mail. It's almost sweet. I can practically picture you hunched over your computer, plucking away at keys. I do hope you'll forgive my delayed response. I've been doing research and you know how I get.
How was the full moon for you? I'm conditioned now to sit awake at night so I spent most of it sitting up in bed with a book.
I've started dreaming again. Not the dreams we share, though, but new ones. Set about a hundred years earlier and they're similar but not entirely. It's hard to explain over e-mail. Next time you come visit I'll tell you. Also, Jonathan is helping to find me a new place to live once I'm out of here. To help aid the fresh start thing.