A letter from November 27th, 2020

Dear Future Brendon, This is an extremely short email, but just a small one to give you a snapshot of life here, as it is now. I am 24, wearing all wrinkled clothes with a cheap, orange sweater. I am designing a patio for Tony, my supervisor and mentor. my desk is just a cluttered mess of papers, as always, and I am looking for new work in my spare time. I am talking to Karma, my girlfriend (I hope later to be my fiancee) as she cries on the floor about having a bad day, mostly spurred on by excessive wine drinking. I message her from my work computer. She just sent me a website that almost shut down my company's internet by giving us a virus. I freaked out, but now I'm calm, somewhat. I work in Haliburton, Ontario. I just met a new client wanting to design a garage. It's a cool garage, 36 by 24 with an attic truss, with a back room for his wife. I'm not great at my job here, but others think I do do a good job. My landlord, Cody, told me he thinks about me, said I work really hard and he is proud of that. People do this to us sometimes, and right now, I never know why or how they know what they know. Do I not know? Currently, I feel like I lack real progress in my life. Not like that, I'm stagnant, but that I have more and more projects to do, and none get finished. I have a feeling you feel the same too, even 5 years later. Currently, I wish to finish the 10 rings residence, as well as refreshen the Muriel project from a long time ago. if you haven't done that yet, STOP WHAT YOU'RE DOING AND DO THAT. Those are cool projects! They deserve some care and cool visuals! Thanks for living these five years for us. I look forward to another 5 years together. -Brendon Fraser, November 27th, 2020 3:03 pm