Hello Future me

Dear FutureMe, I am sat gazing looking on to crookesmoor road, eating my cottage pie and drinking tea. What are you looking out onto? I am feeling a bit sad, I can't seem to find the words to write my essay. Am I still writing essays future me? Do you remember this irritating feeling? I am going to miss my sheffield family, I hope your still friends with them amazing girls. Whats it like in the real world, or are you still hiding beneath the shadows of books? I hope so...the real world does have much out there for us, all we need is the word on the page to travel, experience and feel. Even, if your not still with martyn, I hope you will always love him , and see him as a part of your life which you will never forget, and always hold sacred in your heart. I hope your happy. Speak to you in few years.