A letter from November 22nd, 2020

Dear FutureMe, It's the year 2020. I reckon things will get better for the world from here. Remember all the lockdowns. The funeral you had between lockdowns? The people lost. It wasn't your worst year personally. But it was for a lot of folk. Here's hoping things improve from now. Also, you're a good person. I love you, FutureMe. Stop beating yourself up so much.