May 05, 2023

Dear ghost,

I saw a beginning of spark in a place so mundane that I almost envied them. 

I saw their dreams and aspiration and by God! They were beautiful.

Yet the fort of their dream seems not so sturdy to me. Rather it is a wiggly madhouse that stands on mere fame and money. But they said it was their dream. It was their dream to not sleep, work hard and be bitter because they wanted to help. 

How adorable they were and how innocent! Oh! to be surrounded by them in a dream that is left unread on my shelves.

Yours.