Hello Ali,

     Life has been so awfully boring lately. Well, it always is.

I think I'm finally getting the much waited promotion I have pinned after for years. I never thought I would actually make it to the executive panel,  yet here I am. I had the qualifications, more than most other to make it in the panel. But as Tyler pointed out long before the amount of crime I have listed under my name heavily stood against me.
Idk but its strange and not all that exciting anymore. All of my old mates are starting to drift. Tiana quited last week, I helped her pack up. She said she needs to focus on her 'real career ' now, that's what her parents want.

She might be the first one but I know a lot of them will quite in the upcoming months. It happens ever year, with the seniors. Except that we are going through this now ourselves.  It used to be hushed whispers back then, I remember despising those who give up on their dream.

I suppose its the part of friendship, each sacrred bond shared with another soul. Fading is always the bleak ending to it all. Though I have discovered that parting are not all that painful, not all the time. Sometimes it's necessary to make space for all the other people who might need us at that time. You my dear friend would always be the most beloved one in the house of memories. Do you think that we would have drifted apart too? I don't think  so.

I- I met this young man recently. He said that our lives are like that of Van Gogh's starry nights, a sum of tiny dots, thousands of beganing and endings, regrets and accomplishments-each connected to each other with an invisible string. Though I waved it off at that time but it lingered somewhere in my brain strongly. Repeating itself in a dull rhythm like that of a fly floating around my ear.

  The dude- he is weird though. Maybe not weird but the kind that makes you cautious. He is always sOoo absent minded, always wrapped up in his own world. I went out for material hunting today, I dragged him along too. He most certainly isn't fond of socialising, figures. It was comical how he followed around all my instructions neatly, spot clean. If it weren't for the few times he opened his mouth to make absured comments I would have mistook him as a robot.

Humans are such a confusing being. I wish you were here,
Your voice- it seems such a distant thing now. One perhaps I  heard ages ago, like the lullabies nano sang to me decade ago. It's all swirling, like the small fish I saw in the aquarium a couple of days ago. I can't remember the exact day though.

I think it's gonna rain tonight. The evening is awfully
pretty today, all lavender and starry.
It always rains on those days.

- Kylie R.

27th September 2024.