A letter from June 3rd, 2020

Dear FutureMe, It's been long. Too long. 5-years-long infact. I wonder where are you? What are you doing?... Are you alive? I can't really make predictions from an unbiased viewpoint but if I were to make one, I'd definitely say that you're doing good. Really good. Way better than me. Because you've faced, you've fought and you've changed. Even if I'm dead wrong, I'm sure you'll overcome because that's what you've always done. Don't stop, don't accept defeat just like in the past, just like me. There's things that you have to do, places that you have to visit. You can't stop now. You SHOULDN'T stop now. Your time is now. Your name has been called and you have to get up and bring change. It's not too late. It's NEVER too late. I have done what I can. I have done my part. This part of the race is upto you. You can change your future. You can and you will. Just like that one pic on Reddit said- and I know you remember it, I know it's seared into your mind- "One day you'll wake up at 11:00am next to the love of your life and everything will be alright". You want it just as much as I do. And now you have the tools and place. Go on and make it happen. And happy birthday! Regards, Your past. Your memory. You.