A letter from November 1st, 2020

Dear FutureMe, are you doing fine? i guess you don't really remember writing this but whatever. it's your 19 year old self. Jut want to check in on you. Idk life is a mess right now and i'm writing to you in hopes that we've got our **** together by now lol. anything new? any boyfriend? please tell me there is one. I'll cry if we're still single af. i'm starting to believe that no one will ever love me. But that's just a bad day speaking (november 1st, 2020) so don't let me fool you, i'm a strong independent woman, but sometimes i really do want a boyfriend. all my friends are in relationships and i am kinda jealous sometimes. Almost everyone has a life plan figured out, and right now i don't even know what i'll do next week. Have we figured something out? Are we chasing our dreams? please tell me we are. Are we happy? do we have any pets? do we have our own place? have we met Harry Styles yet? lol i'm not really going to directly ask about certain people. But i hope our friends are ok. did we attend any weddings yet? wink wink do we have any nieces or nephews? how's the family? everything ok? are we as close as we are right now? (2020) this is kinda weird, i mean i am talking to myself but i don't really know how to address you/me/us. anything exciting going on? are we travelling like we always wanted to? I hope 2020's bad luck didn't drag out . Best of luck my dear friend, I'll see you in 5 years. Stay strong, and confident. With all my/our love and hope, your 5 years ago you P.S. I love you, don't ever forget that.