Vacations over

Dear Mama,

Vacations' over, my vacation at least. Tomorrow, rather in a few hours, I'll be reporting back to work. Just when I am getting my writing groove back, I have to be stalled again... to go back to the real world.

I know, there's nothing I can do, Mama. Writing doesn't really help me pay for the kids' schooling, that is why I have to give way.

Just venting out, Mama. You know you're the only one I can talk to. I'm going to sleep now, hope to see you in my dream.

Take care of yourself, Mama.

I love you. I miss you.


Daddy