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LETTERS TO JULY /// 1

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Dear July,

Wow, it’s been a while since I’ve written things down. And how quickly have you rolled around, suddenly bringing rain in your afternoons, getting people off guard. Then there’s the cold breeze seeping through the end of my jacket sleeves when I’m riding my motorbike at night.  That got me thinking, your friend June had kindly given me and my friends one last full sunny day when we went to Drini.

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But that’s okay, you’re still the start of summer and I think I’m ready for what’s going to come.

Right now I’m currently not sure. Not sure of which of the non-profit organizations that will take me in for a volunteer. Cause after writing a few articles for a newspaper, I realized there must be a different and more fulfilling joy that comes from when we actually give back by helping others more than ourselves.

But in many other ways, I’m very sure. More sure of who I am than ever over the past few years, so sure of who I want to surround myself with.

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July, I’m so thankful of where I am. Of the endless supply of memories and places, and people. I also get the feeling that you are about to give me risks and opportunities that I would usually shy away from. But I know you’ll always remind me of one thing. That a lot of happiness comes and spreads from within myself. And I can’t expect people from giving me it all the time when I can’t find peace in myself.

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I’m so glad I went for that massage earlier. Thanks for today July.

I decided to do this, inspired from a series of videos by an awesome youtuber who was a film student. She does the same thing, only through the medium of videos but the way she takes in her surroundings with her camera is just so divine. Simple, thoughtful and bare, i thought I’d do the same with writing. I wrote on my notebook first, then typed it here. I’ve always felt that the synergy of my hands, fingers, pen and paper delivered my thoughts more profoundly rather than the clicking of keyboard keys. Moreover, this reminds me of back in the days where I would write in diaries all the time.

Dear July, Wow, it’s been a while since I’ve written things down. And how quickly have you rolled around, suddenly bringing rain in your afternoons, getting people off guard. Then there’s the cold breeze seeping through the end of my jacket sleeves when I’m riding my motorbike at night.  That got me thinking, your friend…