false hope; joshler [✔]

August 2nd

I apologize for the last letter.
It was too short if you ask me.
I've been really busy, almost too busy to even write you a simple letter.
I'm so stressed.
You know how whenever I first started  these letters I never really talked about work?
That's because I never went to work.
I told my boss I was 'sick'
He believed me too.
But he somehow found out that I lied and now he's forcing me to work extra hours or else I loose my job.
It's ridiculous.
He doesn't understand that what I did was right.
I was mentally unstable and he expects me to come and deal with work?
It's hard trying to balance a social life, visiting you, writing you a letter and trying to get alone time to myself or even decent sleep.
I'm sorry.
I hope things get better for me.
And you.
Wait, things did get better for you.
You got the fancy hospital room I told you about.
I hope you like it.
When you wake up I have a feeling you'll admire the paintings and probably write songs about them.
I can't wait to hear them.
Love, Joshua.