The Letter Series

Dear Fati,                 I was drafting this letter yesterday during lunch because I felt angry, betrayed, frustrated, sad, excited about future prospects and literally everything in between. I had written a nice chunk before the end of the break at work and I was excited to finish it once I arrived home. However, after eating my mom's big meal, I went into a food coma and I switched off my computer without saving the first draft on my computer. Big fumble but I am glad I am currently continuing from where I left off yesterday. The reason I was writing during my break yesterday was because I was angry. Like really angry. Maybe even furious. I felt like the type of rage I had before noon yesterday could empower me to tear apart a lion rather than the other way round.  Now, you might be wondering why I was so angry. Well, I was enraged by many things. Let's backtrack to yesterday morning. My brother was preparing for secondary school, I was preparing for work, and my yo