i was gonna write a letter to my brother when i came across my past letters to my ex-es. letters to J, M and G surfaced and reading through them made me view myself, as a 3rd person, to be a total retard. but this could be due to the cynical eyes i've been having since i removed fantasy from my head. no longer does the heart rule as much as the years before; it's the head that reign as the king.
still, it's fascinating to reminisce about the times when i was innocent and filled with hope.