A letter from September 14th, 2019

Dear Future Me, Happy 21st Birthday! DON’T EVER GET DRUNK. You wrote this email to yourself on September 14th 2019. You were 14 years old, and wondering about your future. Some things I want to remind you of was this, right now you were working to be a Creative Director, and to get a Masters Degree at Stanford. At 22 years old you wanted to get married and at 23 travel ALL of Europe. At 24 have two children, a boy and a girl, and remember to be OBSESSED with Disney and have Disney passes for them. Right now, I'm a 9th Grade FLVS Honors Student in 8 Clubs, and I'm also in my second month of College Dual Enrollment. I don't know if this is just the start, but College is HARD! When I turn 16, I want a boyfriend, besides in 3 months I can get a permit! Make sure you have had some kind of relationship with ’Maxim Timperman’, because that's who I want to marry. He's French, so nice, and a good friend of mine. My goal for swimming at this point in time was to make it to the 2024 Olympics in PARIS! Well, until next time. Your 14 year old self, Abigail Muller