I have no faith in people

The excitement is fading and I want to write it down before it goes away completely. Roommate Ben has a nice smile and a silly goatee and can sing and dance and is funny and used to make robots and barrel race (as in, horses!) and moved as far as I did to get away for college, except his college got messed up by a hurricane, and he wants me to make him a hat made out of cheese because he likes cheese quite a lot. He is delightful. I am convinced that he won't write me back.