November’s felt oddly short, but Halloween feels like years ago. How are you doing? I don’t like how dark it is lately. But alas, that’s November.
How is school? I’m stressed as usual (Alas, AP classes!), but I’ll get some time off this week for Thanksgiving. I hope you’re doing well. Are you doing algebra or geometry? I got to choose which in which year. Algebra 1, geometry, then algebra 2. Do you have a similar prided? What is public middle school like? I’m afraid (Rather, quite glad) that I never got to learn. To be honest, I haven’t been completely sure what grade I’m in since 6th grade.
I finished that drawing of the witch boy, by the way, and I’ll show it to you. I still haven’t finished that portrait I started in September because I’m awful. When I finish it in about 15 business months you’ll see it, worry not. Do you draw at all? I find it sad that the last time we saw each other, I couldn’t draw at all.
I miss you very much. I wish I knew a single thing you liked, so I could talk about it. You probably don’t like Steven Universe, Shopkins, or IHasCupquake anymore, but they’re all I have to go on. Do you still like them at all? Who’s to say. (If you still like cartoons, I recommend Gravity Falls, which is set in Oregon and very fun)
I’m always melancholy nowadays, and I hope you are happy, if we ever can be given the circumstances. Can one find true happiness when pretending that nothing is wrong? Can we forget, and would forgetting be happiness? Questions I’ve considered. I know I find the answer to be no, personally. I love you. I hope nice things happened to you today.
With love,
Alice