My dear Gale,

You barely have a habbit and it is time to break with it again. My early cujp of tea got neglected today, becaujse I actually needed to have breakfast. For some reason, today and tomorrow will skip the lunch meal. I suppose you would be angry with me, would I entirely give up eating. I miss your scolding for that.
Slowly, a bit of the strain falls from the crew. But I am afraid that this will barely take effect another another situation will increase stress levels. Humor can only taked you so far. I think they would love yours.
It would please you to know that I am making friends. More and more members of the crew – and even civillians – are using the opportunity of seeing me in my office. Mostr people just need to be convinced that this doesn‘t mean that they‘re crazy, nor is it anything that would harm their career, or even whether I will tell their superior officers that they are unfit for duty. My job is to make them more fit, not to cause self-doubt.
Still, I feel more at home already. People are being helpful as best as they can. And most of the military are doing a marvelous job. I wish they would receive more appreciation for that. Some of them even say they don‘t need that, while psychoological fact remains that yes, they do. Everybody needs a sense of self-worth. And that hardly ever is being able to hold a gun.
I miss you, Gale. I love you. Please, be out there.

– Caden –