A letter from July 19th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, it’s July 19, 2020 and you are on your bed laying down, this corona virus is getting out of hand and hopefully stop, I hope in 5 years you have your life straight and have a good job maybe a girlfriend and dog, house, etc...., I just know your happy. You right now are in a position where u don’t understand life and what u are here for but I hope u find out what you are here for. Well your mom is watching tv right now in the other room, I hope it all turns out well.