A letter from December 6th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, Happy 30th birthday! This is you from 2020, sitting in bed at 1:28am in the middle of a pandemic. You must have already received a letter from me, less than a month ago, but I figured I'd write another one for this occasion! I hope you're not scared of being in your thirties. It feels scary now, like I am running out of time to be young. You're still young at 30, though. I hope you're having a lot of fun, and I hope concerts are allowed again! Did you get some nice vegan cake? Enjoy being alive! Love you, Susanna from 2020, a bit younger.