Dear Bolu,
As before, I don’t have much to say today. It’s been difficult staying organised in the wake of the little chaos that has sprung up on me, but Alhamdulillah. This being the last letter of the year, I would like to say thank you, dear friend. Thank you for putting up with my stupid jokes. Thank you for the likes, the comments, and the shares. Thank you for opening my letters, from Home Again in a January pregnant with dreams to Ode to Joy in a joyless April. Six Minutes was a hit in August, although it took me much longer to write. I thoroughly enjoyed writing Solo, particularly because I based it on a nursery rhyme, and I hope to do more of that in the near future. Half the time, I don’t know what I’m on about, as in Ẹ́nítán or Májẹ̀kódùnmí, but I have fun with them. And I hope you do too. Again, thank you! I will see you around in the coming year. Happy holidays!
Fin.
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- Wolemercy
Thank you! Happy Holidays and all good in the New Year for you and yours!