A LETTER FOR MYSELF THREE MONTHS LATER
Hello, myself three months later, how are you? I am sitting in my dormitory alone, typing what's flashing across my mind, with melody of piano flowing me through like a river, making me completely slow in thought, peaceful in soul. I wonder what you are doing now.
Maybe you are not so struggling the way I am trying to make a balance between my customers and the boss, or hesitant over the choice between staying or leaving. Yes, instinct tells me that you are somewhere in a more promising platform handling the tasks to a higher level. You are good at bringing customers satisfying experiences and fulfilling what they demand under some better conditions. You have been benefited from the horrible situations I have been through now. You have become more unhurried to changeable occasions and unexpected incidents because of what I come across or deal with now. You will be stronger due to the trap I get and the bitterness I taste at the moment. Admittedly, knowing this makes me more encouraging to embrace the challenges coming my way, and take the fact as it is even though it sucks in a terribly unpleasant way.
I am pretty sure you are out of what I hate now, and away from what keeps me uneasy and exhausted at present. You have a look back at me and the environment I am in, grateful that I haven't let myself be buried by the awful feeling doom and gloom, or suffocated by the matter dim and dull. I am glad that you admire me and what I have done to make things easier and options more abundant to you.
For everything good in the near future, I would try everything to extend the boundary of my potential, to let in every possibility for a better me, and become someone you will be thankful to.
