A letter from November 18th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, Hope you're well. This is how we start emails in 2020, doesn't mean **** and its dumb but I thought I'd add it in as a lil flashback. You are tired. You are drained. Everyone is expecting so much from you, and even the small things seem difficult. You are writing yourself this letter because you need to let it out but you dont want to burden anyone. That's it. I hope whichever time you are in, that life is better. That life is brighter and that you keep your head up.