Fifty-two

Monday, February 21, 2011

10:46 PM

My dearest Popol,

This is my last Monday away - I'll see you in three days! I can hardly wait, I really, truly miss you.

Today was a normal day, a little busy but alright. We did some more interviews again. Mitzi has started to get on my nerves, though. For all that I love Mitzi, she's not the easiest person to work with, and her seeming helplessness at times can be tedious. I've been rolling my eyes to myself lately.

Don't get me wrong, I acknowledge her need to be extra careful, what with her condition. But sometimes her whining really is too much. Tito Nonoy has really spoiled her, and having been accustomed to getting what she wants most of the time, it’s like she expects everyone else to coddle her. And I'm not always in the mood to humour her. And being stuck with her for two weeks now, well, I'm getting to the end of my rope, I must admit.

I'm not whiny, am I? And I don't demand too much of you, do I? I wouldn't want to grow old to become whiny like she is - but maybe she's always been like that, even when she was young.

Anyway, I hope to have you in my future to keep me in line. Even my mom noticed how you were able to influence me positively. Until that day you can influence me that way again, I remain,

Yours.