Happy new year! New decade, ow the pain, am I right? Can’t wait until the stock market crash of 2029 sends us into The Great Depression 2: Electric Boogaloo. It’s your birthday soon, what do you want? I’m sorry I missed double digits, your golden birthday, and now becoming a teenager. Perhaps we can hope for 18? I love you. I’ll write on your birthday.
With love,
Alice