I missed writing to you as much as you may never find out of these. I keep getting sad and it's all like a never ending cycle of clothing being washed. Water rises, things get cleaned, and the clothes gets rinsed. Same thing over and over for who knows how long.
It's been a while and that's all I can say. Right here, right now, I'm trying hard to see what I could write. But I just can't come up with nothing. I'm blank. I'm shocked as to the fact that I'm still writing. Maybe next time I will have more to say to you. I might just do the same thing again. After all this is a never ending cycle.

~J🥀