Letters Are Never Worth Going Through the Rain For

I have vowed to spend the next few days of my spring vacation attempting to catch up with all the small projects which fell by the wayside these past months. Up first was a long awaited letter to the Doctor. Our correspondence has been enjoyable thus far and I would not want to be the one to let the letters drop. Plus, he's never once complained about my atrocious handwriting or spelling which is enough to send lesser men fleeing in terror!