A letter from November 10th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, Hopefully we love our personality more than I do now. I hope we've gotten into our dream university and taken control of our disorder. You have no idea how much I want to be you right now to take control of our life, and to go to university and be free and have fun. Maybe we've figured ourself out, because trying to do that every day is exhausting. Have we gotten tattoos ( I hope so), and have we gone to our first protest yet? I hope that we've found our yellow, and moving out has been good for us. Love you most of the time, Me