I tell myself to keep it simple.

I haven’t written to you since 2020. I didn’t want to bother you with my petty personal problems. Or, I wanted the next letter I wrote to be positive. I don’t know. When I look back on all these notes, I laugh. I truly do not resonate with them after two years. Time does heal most things.

Universe, I can look back and say you never steered me wrong. Though, the lessons were hard at times. But, I want something new. I’m tired.

I’ll be honest, I need to bother you again. Sorry. Hehe. Life feels so stagnant. I’m tired of trying to manifest what I want because I end up getting stuck with unrealistic expectations and delusions.

Maybe this is me claiming that it’s time to get what I want. I don’t want to ask anymore. I’m not deserving of anything, but I never get what I want. I want happiness and warmth. I’m demanding it.

It’s time I get what I want.

I’m not asking for signs or guidance, I just want you to listen to me. Please.

Sincerely,

Your Lost Child