A fucking mosquito disturbed sleep again. Stealthy, voracious, aggressive, nagging. So many bites. Emptied an insecticide spray. Unable to sleep until morning. Worried about dengue. My blood must be so sweet.
Finally, the company responded. Haven’t read it yet. Mentally not ready. O so scary… I need to get drunk to open and read it.
Received an e-mail from TODAY too, telling me that my letter would not be published. Fine. My opinion is far too radical by the standard of this country.
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