A letter from May 27th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, I never thought I would be a senior. I feel like life has flown by, and I don’t like it. I would’ve still been in school if it wasn’t for the coronavirus. This year has been completely messed up. From the coronavirus, to the almost WW3, to the hornets, to the parallel universe. It doesn’t seem real. Now I’m out of online school and I have to start looking for a part time job to start getting money and looking at colleges and majors. I don’t even know what I want to be yet. I hope you have it figured out. I wonder if you ended up choosing veterinary science or something else. I can’t even imagine myself having a full time job and deciding what I want to do for the rest of my life. I wonder what college you end up choosing. I wonder if you get a dorm. Is it close to home? Or is it far away? Do you still keep in touch with your friends like Lexie, gabby, Micheal, or mason? Will you have a new dog? How did you take it when Danny passed away? She’s a 9 year old boxer and has three legs so, sadly, I know she won’t be alive for another 5 years. A big thing I wonder is if you find someone that you love. Right now at 17, I don’t know if that will happen. I haven’t even kissed anyone yet and I haven’t met anyone that likes me or is wanting to date me. At this moment, I am trying to call findlay back to discuss college stuff and I’m trying to look for scholarships and jobs. I’m trying to apply to Kroger or Meijer. But I don’t know. By the time you get this letter back, a lot will have changed. You will be 22 and your sister will be 27. Your niece will be 5, turning 6. It’s crazy how fast life can go...