Dear Friend

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June 3, 2018

Dear Friend,

I'm unhappy.

It's not that I had a bad day.

Because today was actually quite pleasant for me.

I'm aggravated that time is still passing.

Stupid time.

It keeps on sprinting while I'm walking and trying to catch my breath.

So that sucks.

How's your life?

Your house is really empty.

I remember when I moved here.

I was really young, but I remember feeling unnerved by the empty space.

At my old house, there was this sky-blue wall.

Across from this wall resided a few windows which were shaped like half a hexagon with white lace curtains.

I would take chairs from the other rooms and use them to drape the curtains over and make a secluded canopy.

Then I would get my favorite pillow and blanket and lay on the floor.

I would stare at that sky-blue wall through the lace and just daydream.

I wish I could go back to those days.

But time doesn't backtrack.

It only races forwards.

El teu amic,
Me