A letter from June 14th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, I hope you’re still here. I hope maybe you’re happy or at least happier as I’m writing this. I hope you have finally found love and are settled into a house. I hope accusations finally clear up and you finally find peace. I never believe things will be okay for me but I hope they are. Currently, I’m alone. Trying to finish school in hopes that next semester is my last and trying to find love. Let’s see where I’ll be five years from now.