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A Letter from Me to You

Author: Ukiyoto Publishing
last update Last Updated: 2021-07-12 11:13:37
A Letter from Me to You

Hey there!

It seems like it's another day and yeah life is treating you a bit nice on some edges and some not.

Don't worry about that. Tomorrow is another day and you can start all over again if you didn't enjoy yesterday's moments.

Maybe you can relax for today. Grab some ice cream, sleep, play or just do nothing and get lazy.

It's been really stressful I know, but don't forget to just lay back from time to time.

 

If you need someone to talk to, I'm always here to listen. You can whine, rant, scream and I'll be the ear.

Got some kind of problem? We can talk about problems together and we might find a way to get through it.

I guess everyone has problems but I don't know if you're open for a deep conversation. Just remember I'm here.

You can cry on my shoulder if you want, or just ignore it if you don't want to get too emotional.

Anyway, you should try to watch some series or movies. That seems to put you in a good mood most of the time, right?

I guess a nice box of Pizza is good too. I ordered 3 boxes of Pizza last night and I ate it all in one sitting.

I feel a bit sick and full at the same time, so yeah if you want my advice, don't do it. Maybe 1-2 boxes for you is okay with a slight of chocolate fudge after the meal.

I guess we're both having sleepless nights. It's not easy if you're juggling too many priorities at once.

I already felt that extreme fatigue and I have no idea how to handle it while you're awake. But I know you're a strong person. You can do anything even if everything seems impossible.

I'm not much of an optimist, but I have to do it so I could cheer you up.

And I guess what I've always known is that you've been through a lot of things. There were times where you wanted to give up and kick the bucket. Instances where you wanted to break down but no one would be there for you.

There were memories that led you out of your path and specific callings that made you think less of yourself.

Probably you went through that feeling where you realized "You're wrong and Everyone's right. Even if you were, it's your life and you can steer the wheel in any direction you'd want.

I am sure that after a few kilometers, you'd be at the place where you wanted to go. In that place, I know you're going to enjoy it.

Maybe if we can talk again, we can share more things about life and all..

Just be each other's friend.

We all know we need someone who'd listen and open their arms for a good ole hug to ease everything.

We can do that movie marathon that we planned to have while we stuff our faces with all the foods we want.

Pretty much enjoy the moment and laugh for a bit.

I hope you're okay. Even if you seem distant, I know whether or not you need someone.

You're a brave person and I don't know how much can you handle after all this time.. It's just WOW.

I guess it's one of the things that seems admirable about you. You remain so normal and joyful even if you're being torn to bits.

It's not easy to hide those but you can always talk and I'll be here.

No matter what happens, just keep going.

Life is not as easy as applying peanut butter to your bread.

It's a great challenge that you can compare to perfectly slicing the sweet juicy beef brisket.

But even though there were ups and downs, you remain fearless and kind. Sometimes I'm scared but you've always smiled at me. The same with how I smile to you.

See? I guess we're both stuck into something, and we cannot really open up ourselves in fear of something we don't know what can happen.

But I know you're doing great and I'd like to have a few happy moments that we can hold on to and remember when we fall at our weakest point. In that way, I'll know you've been here all these time. That is enough to make my day, I hope yours as well.

Maybe there's still more to explore about each other. I'm sure that we can find that adventure and be each other's hand whenever we're in trouble or need someone to grip on.

It's been a while since I last talked to you, I hope you're keeping this in your mind. I'm here and I always will be.

I know you can do anything you want and be able to live freely and happily.

Just reminding you that you can always give me a call. I'll be at the corner cheering on you while you get ready to get through more of Life. I hope you're willing to do this together. I cannot do it without you.

If you need me, just hold on tight and I'm always here.

P.S. There are muffins in the oven, get some because we might need it on the road.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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