A letter from May 22nd, 2020

Hopefully to My Future Self, Remember that thing COVID-19? Well I sure do. Today I graduated from Allen High School and left the stadium, no longer its student. It was good to see people outside my family still existed as more than figures moving across a screen. This whole experience is one that has been kinder to me than others, much kinder. I’m not starving, my family is healthier and aside from some earlier worries, it seems my family has been able to avoid the virus. That said I have been able to work mostly unobstructed by the global crisis, excepting my locational confinement. In this I’ve learned something: I can quickly become a terrible worker. Since social distancing began I have failed to submit a few assignments, but even those I do tend to be rather last minute. I have learned how quickly I can disappear from my friends without seeing them. I have learned how difficult it can be to push myself without seeing a tangible benefit. However, I have also learned that I can overcome these obstacles even so, though the process is slow and setbacks are sure. I hope wherever you are that the progress is noticeable, and that it continues even then. I doubt that I’ll have dammed the river, but hopefully you have a way across nonetheless. Call Mom and Dad for me, Sincerely, Your Lesser Self