A letter from Nov 13, 2024

Dear FutureMe, Your only a teenager for 2,556 days, so sleep in, go to that party, kiss that boy, sneak out, make new friends, let your hair down, break the rules, get caught, stay up late, smile at random strangers, and fall in love with being alive again because no one looks back on the night where they got plenty of sleep, they look back on the night when they felt alive more than ever.