An Open Letter

SB hacks ended, we lost by 0.03 of a std. We got unlucky with the judges we got. I just slept for the first time in a while. My heads pretty quiet, so the things I think aren't loud, but they're heard very clear.

I gave two chances again. Both were failed. I'm sad. More at myself for constantly putting effort and giving chances. How do I always find myself putting in more. I know what I want and what I expect but I can't advocate for it.

The more things I see the less I know. I don't even know what question I'd ask God.