I have been struggling with depression lately. I do not know why, but it seems that life is not worth the effort. I really need to rest for a while and forget about all the drama that has been around for quite some time. Ever since my mother passed away, my life has come to shreds. It is very hard to focus, let alone having any will to go to work or study. I know these are bad news. I know you would rather hear something good about myself. But the truth is that nothing is good. Everything remains the same. It didn’t get better; or it hasn’t gotten better.
I hope you come back from your trip already. I miss you a lot. I miss going to the movies, going out for a walk, and having dinner at not recommended hours. Remember that one time when we walked through the beach while smoking a couple of cigarrettes? It was good. The breeze was a little cold because winter had just started. I wanted to tell you how much I was going to miss you, but I didn’t, did I? I certainly regret it. I have not heard from you since last year. That trip of yours seems eternal. I hope we will see each other again.