A letter from May 2nd, 2020

Dear FutureMe, Honestly? It’s 2 am. It’s quarantine. I wanna go outside, guess what? I can’t! I just braided my hair so when I wake up it’s curly (hopefully) and I was talking to my friends about pictures 30 minutes ago. We agreed that my friend should print out a badly edited photo of all of us (5, you know, the “church” friend group. In case you forgot: cousin, hufflepuff friend, RavenClaw friend, gryffindor friend, your self. No names here because I published it anonymously) in a wedding, with two of them (gryffindor and hufflepuff friend) as brides, me, my dog and my cousin as bridesmaids and RavenClaw friend as priest. In space. It’s a long story. Hope you remember this day because your memory has proven to be useless and your (I am referring to me, squirrel, as you, since I/you am/are reading this!) friend from school, your best friend since seventh grade, complains all the time that you remember the weirdest things about her. Anyways, about printing that photo, her plan is to put it under some glass in her table. I find that idea to be very sweet, and if I still talk to her, make sure to show her this email. It is currently 2020, I don’t know when I will get this. I don’t IF I will still use the email. But anyways, this is a letter to myself. Hope to read it when life is weird, when I am failing or thinking “well, I should throw my phone out of the window. Might as well go with it” (please take it as a joke I AM FINE) I am probably cringing as I read this but hey, this is what past you is here to do. CRINGE THE HELL OUT OF YOU! You know, life may be bad sometimes but there are more purposes to it! Also also, if anything happens. Hey, my cousin has my emails’ passcodes. All of them. She might as well just open it one day and say: “wow that crazy creep sent emails to herself from the past, life is crazy!” I maybe will do something with this other than read. Post? Publish? I don’t know. I should really sleep. But will I? Oh, WILL I? The answer is no we both know it already. How was your day? How about sending a message to future self again? How about taking a spa day and relaxing? Or just read. Or write. Or.. exist maybe? Life is crazy isnt it? Oh well. You know, you know, you know... life could be beautiful. Just not today! As Veronica sawyer said herself. Heathers is too great I got to admit. Hope you have an awesome day. If not, talk to Bea! You won’t forget her she is your cousin after all. Hope we still talk, unlike my other cousin. Also, hope that me and said cousin go back to talking! Hope this doesn’t make you cry and hope you know you are strong. I may not admit always, but love ya :) go treat yourself, get a day off. XO honey, from the famous, lovable, annoying and short, squirrel herself :) (do you still like that nickname?)