This morning, I woke up early and went together with mom for work. While waiting for her, I stayed in a coffee shop where I had my comfort food, salmon, for breakfast and read, "Why We Broke Up". It's an over due book and since I'm force reading it everything seems to be draggy but I cannot wait for the ending. After that, I wrote letters to some of my friends. I am not good with words because I do not have an idea where to start. However while I was writing for Elyza. I felt nostalgic. I remembered the late night walks we had together, the stories we exchanged and the laughter shared. An emotional atmosphere, I tell you. She is lovely and so are her friends whom I've met.