A letter from May 27th, 2016

Hey. It's me, from a month ago. You probably did some stuff. I bet you'll pass this email and not even notice it. How's your life though? I suppose you can't answer me, but I'll know it when I get there. Did you write a book? Did you write that song? Did you confess your feelings? If you didn't for that last one, I don't blame you. You're probably still an anti-social thing trying to get a degree. Hey, can I give a future high five? You totally nailed that kiss. Well, I did. We both did, technically. Sunday, May 21, 2016. Around 3 am. Don't forget.