A Note of Utter Despair

Although no one seems to be reading, I’ll still extend a greeting out of respect. Lately, it feels as if I’ve run into a streak of terrible luck—nothing seems to be going my way.

Troubles at the shop keep piling up. The night before last, as I was about to park in front of my house in the pouring rain, a car from behind rammed into me and pushed my vehicle a good seven or eight meters forward, leaving the rear of my car a mangled mess.

Today, I just picked up the accident liability report from the traffic police. Tomorrow, I have to go to the city to get the car repaired, so I really can’t manage to update right now.

My apologies for missing another day. Tomorrow’s update will depend on fate.

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