A letter from March 14th, 2020

Peaceful right?

Dear FutureMe, Hi! I hope you survived. I really do. Right now you're sick, panicking a bit about coronavirus, about the internship, about school and online classes. Everything. I hope you're better. By this time, your year, you should be on your internship or having classes. I dont even know. How's your heart? Been broken how many times? I hope none more. I'm sorry. For something. Or everything. And I hope you can read this. You're beautiful, worthy, loyal, inteligent. Never doubt that. I love you.

Epilogue

1 day later

Dear PastMe, Hi!
I survived. Thank you for your hope. I remember all...

Busy get wreso ,brteets e(rvy gngoi fbereo ti is hte ol'uly ineitspnrh uyo egts ilwl utb tge onacro ,tfel )akyo llew tbr,ete. Lineon ta'cn a ltisl llits ear etnnrcceaot itng,h slacsse and uoy. .
Reyalb ithw s,cslesa ethprinisn i ntihg hvgnia ma tno hte a nelino ngmaagni btu ssiignm ilnoen.
Evew' treha is tclluya!a a bnee ogod enihptsalrio ihwt rgeat alelyr olsev ym ni how a ncei us yob. In aeyr rknebo eht os alst emor haesrt no. .
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Oadyt etmspa sr,dow be tahkn ltgntie erhe orusy aigdrne em orf oyu. .
Loyla adn itinegtlen othwr,y you tielbua,uf erwe. Yuo rea tllsi. You at it get eeyvdrya eetrbt. Lenigarn earyedyv. Nerve htta tubod.
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I vloe uyo. .