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1:59 a.m.

Same nights last year, I slept at dawn trying to fit every bit of law I could [since I, only, had two weeks left before the 2019 Bar exams].

These nights, I sleep past midnight trying to finish pleadings [’cause I passed the 2019 Bar exams. I am now a lawyer].

Yup, you see the progress? Life is an unending progress. Goodnight!

SCD

It’s 10:54 a.m.

Hi? How are you?

Dear,

I am so sorry. It’s, purely, my bad. I sulked at being a lion-head.

You were there looking oh, so, beautiful that it hurts -rain or shine.

But, then, I quaff with zero pockmarks. I am a painful tolerance.

Should you the chance to read this, know that I am, truly, sorry.

Please forgive me.

Talk to me, my beautiful human.

SCD