Before you went for your field camp on Monday, we made a pact. Whenever we are missing me in the jungle or I miss you in mainland, we will look up to the sky and search for the moon. The moon depicts one another and will talk to it. For the first two nights, I saw it clearly right outside my window but not for today. I searched for it but it doesn't seems to be there like how it did for the past two nights. Tomorrow you will be just right in front of me. I can't wait for that to happened.
Misses,
Janice.
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