A letter from Jun 26th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, It's weird to think that you are me and I am you. Living in some other houses, or maybe with different fear to live with. I believe you have remained happier than me. I hope all your fears have run dry and probably you've been dreaming and thinking about something different. It feels weirder to know that you have grown up completing my dream, fulfilling my hopes and stepping to a world with perfection. However, I sit here weirdly to follow the same routine, having the same family, emerging the blooms from the same subject. You are me.