Most beloved friend of mine,

I write to you in hope of you are doing well.

I continue to struggle with numbers in here. The kind of numbers which pay a rent, that is.

Fellow acquittance feel the situation is in need of pieces of advice more than it is of a home of my own and a steady source of income. Advice I did receive.

The first one indicated the uncertainty which menace these days and nights may have its root in complaining and in speaking aloud. Such I have recently done. I doubt such smart thoughts not. However, those would fail to explain the uncertainty which menaced all the other decades of life, greater in number, during which I complained aloud to none.

The second one suggested that it is reasonable to provide greater and better resources and money to those who diligently proved caring for it in the past. A reasonable argument it is, no doubt. It being so, it makes me wonder the reason for selecting doctors to treat their patients.

How is everything doing in Krovach?

With love,

E.K.