Ahoy Will Krudski!
So, did I graduate?  This is what you write me about a 
month ago?  Well, don't worry your pretty little head.
Yes, I got my act together and got out of the charming
crap hole of Capeside.  I'm working on a yacht.  The 
details aren't terribly important.  What is important is 
that I'm having myself a bonafide adventure, my boy.
It's hard work, but I'm finally getting the hang of it.
Right now, I'm in St. Croix.  Tomorrow?  Who knows?  Well,
actually, we're staying here for a week or so, but after
that...who knows!  You know Joey and I ended things at
prom.  That was the hardest thing I've ever done.  I'm
sorry about you and Bella too.  With Joey and me, I 
kind of always knew that Dawson was really her "soul mate"
(that is if you believe in bullshit like that), but you
and Bella seemed to have that "meant to be" feeling. 
My friend Rafe is bugging to hurry up so I better wrap it 
up.  At some point, I'll be back in New Rawley telling you 
about all my adventures!  Maybe you can write them up since
you're the writer and all.  I love you, man.

Pacey

p.s. Happy 4th!