Chapter #4: Whisper in Silver
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Diary Entry Dated: April 15, 2024
Note: This is separated from the first entry of this journal of the same date, because the earlier entry is my poetical expression of my love for Minnie.
Today, Minnie supports me financially until I earned a hundred thousand dollars from my career as a YouTuber. I can upload everything and still, I can get thousands of views just from my channel alone, just from the influence of my f*******: page, which has millions of likes and followers. (Sorry for saying this just right now, I recently discovered factual statistics today.)
Throwback...
I was very focused on my career until the moments of longing and yearning for my high school crush, Kimmy, became a thing of the past, during th late years of my teenage years. Minnie, let me know that happiness, romance, and career can go hand in hand, subtracting the sacrifices, multiplying the bliss, and it can result in the highest level of blissful dream life that you can experience.
She catches and lifts me from the shackles of the tragic past.
And I can't be thankful enough to her.
Go back to the present...
I didn't know that Minnie could also support my career, all because she believed in my prowess, potential, and ability to succeed.
She said goodbye to teared hearts, released tears, and even stress released, because all of those moments are GONE.
We have every day and every night of kissing each other our lips or sometimes in cheek (due to my cough), as a form of expressing how much we love each other. And I didn't know that she could be that person who could kick-start my career, and even a hopeful future for myself. And I don't want to trade her and this moment for anything.
Even if Minnie isn't expert enough at social media platforms, she can still help me financially, physically, and mentally, as if she's my mother. I can relieve my childhood happiness all because of her.
Even if it seems like a high investment for someone else, this is just a matter of care. This is the appreciation that I don't want to waste, and in the future, she can taste the sweetness of success.
She can whisper, until my success become as valuable as a durable silver.
- Writer
