A letter from Apr 13, 2025

Dear Cole (Age 16) This past year has been rough. Ups and downs, I just stopped being friends with brennan over some of the dumbest **** ever, Farleys in BC, Its my birthday so it should be fine. Its 10:22 AM. I just ordered my first ever real glass bong and grinder, I finally have a friend to smoke with in hudson and My parents finally started giving me pot. Tonight we are going to the mill, having cake and all having a toke together. Im kind of nervous in a way, im nervous I wont even feel anything since im so used to my crappy bottle bong hits but its whatever. Music has been crazy recently, I Finished my album today after a month of working on it, 2 band breakups concurrently and struggles with my parents. I think ive decided to just chill, have fun and hang out. Just try and enjoy my life. Smoke pot, play drums and guitar, write songs, go to school and hang out with my buddies. I realized i dont need that many friends and I can enjoy my alone time. i got into a cycle of hanging out way too much and I need to think for myself for once. Im 15 now and its weird to actually accept that, Im a completely new age, a new year of my life. Im actually feeling like im growing up for once, i actually feel like my brain is evolving properly and im actually maturing and getting older. Its weird.