A letter from February 25th, 2020

Dear Girl, Hey. I hope you're fine. Presumably happy. Because I want you to be. You know, times are difficult, and you'd be probably gearing up for your second attempt now. Please try to stay strong just like I am. I hope everyone's still hopelessly believing in you. You know, thing are wild. I'm going crazy is like putting it mildly. The things that are important today might not be important tomorrow, but I hope you do get what you've always wanted to get. You know, i say this very often, so I'm gonna take my chances today too. If you're at a broken dead end now, or of you feel so-- just do what you've always done. Cry a bit more today. Promise to live a bit more tomorrow. I wish the both of us journey in this together. You know I'm there, even if nobody is, right? P.S:- Do something exciting meanwhile? How was the Birthday? Are Momma and Papa still like-- intolerant but cutely lovable? Of course they are. You know I love you. Yours, The 3 parts of ya.