Today I decided to translate a part of an email that I wrote to a friend last year (04/23/2020).

“I was waiting for your reply. It didn’t appear on my notification bar that you replied to me. I was thinking you were too busy. hahaha

About to feel useless, you’re not useless. [...] you’re an intelligent girl, have a beautiful voice, play guitar and ukulele, you know how to make a delicious chocolate mousse and you serve juice/soda for your guests in blue glasses. You’re the perfection, girl.

[...] I’ve been studying following the schedule that I did, but it’s hard to study without a teacher. Today I was studying prime numbers and oh my god it's was so complicated. I should studied more when I was in school.

[...]

A strong hug that I probably gave to you just three times,

R”

It was just one year ago, but seems so distant. I feel like I have grown up, but at the same time I’m just the same person. I don’t talk too much with that friend.

My writing skills at that time were the worst and I wrote this email in my mother tongue. At least now I’m better at writing.