Dear Mama,
It's Wednesday night, and we already had our dinner. Angel is already at work, Mama. She left at 7 p.m. earlier (it's 8:20 p.m. now) before we had our dinner. But Edgar was able to pack her 'lunch' for work, Mama. Ralph is resting now. I will wake him up later at 9 p.m.
I really don't have much to say now, Mama. Still grinding while dragging my whole existence. Also waiting for my songs in Spotify to be noticed. I'm still not getting much streams, Mama. I guess I just wasted my time and money.
I'm a bit sleepy now, Mama. But I have to fight it because I still have to wake Ralph up later.
Anyway, I guess that will be all for now, Mama.
I miss you.
I love you, Mama.
Daddy
