A letter from July 11th, 2020

dear future me, hey! it’s me, austin. anyways, currently i’m 17, just graduated midway during covid and quarantine. it really sucked, we missed out on so so much, prom, senior trips, last day of school, everything. it’s been really difficult to find closure with that situation because school ended out of the blue and then i never got to go back. it sucked. and now, things are still pretty bad. i’m heading off to tech in about a month and honestly i’m so scared. my hope is that as you read this you’re thinking how much better it got and how much fun you’ve had. i hope the world is in a better place. it feels like there’s never any good news these days. i hope you found your purpose in life and i hope you love yourself. please remember your worth and how long it took for us to love ourself. i hope you see love in your life and i hope you know i’m so excited to become the women you are now. what’s harry styles doing these days. i ask as if you’ll be able to answer but it’s literally so important to me. also frank ocean have better released music by now dang. i hope this letter surprises you and you cherish getting to read it because i think this is such a cool concept. and don’t make fun of me... you’re probably cringing at the way i’m phrasing things or at what i’m choosing to talk about in a letter to myself. whatever. ur me. so. bye love!