Dear November.

20/30.

I was going to write to you yesterday, but my network was so bad and I couldn't send you a mail.

I planned on sending you what I wrote yesterday, today, but unfortunately, I didn't save the draft and somehow it has disappeared.

I’m very tired rn and I just want to sleep!

Maybe, when I wake up and I can put my thoughts together, I'll write to you.

I guess this is the part in every commitment, where you have to decide if you're going to stop or if you're going to continue. I'm going to continue sha, by every means possible.

But for now, goodnight my love.

Thank you for coming this far with me.