Now what?

Dear Mama,

I don't know. I feel so down for no apparent reason, other than the obvious of course.

The kids are asleep, Edgar and Angel. Ralph is not at home right now. He'll go home tomorrow. It's past midnight right now.

It will be the start of second semester on Monday (tomorrow, literally). Angel will be having their exams in two week's time. Then it will be your birthday.

I'm not making sense in my letter right Mama, am I? I really don't know what to say. I just want to talk to you. I just wish I can see you right now. Anxiety kicking in.

I miss you, Mama. I wish I can hug you right now.


Daddy