A letter from the past

Dear future self, hopefully you're alive. i'm sure you'll be expecting this, because you know... we've got a pretty good memory, and also it's just constantly going, so. anyway. i'm procrastinating on two final projects right now. i guess next year at this time i should be halfway done with my thesis, which also seems improbable. then after that idk what i'll do. what did i end up doing? i hope it's a more financially intelligent decision, whatever it is. uhh yeah also i hope we get diagnosed for All Those Issues. ik i always say i'm fine and the traumatic things i've all just gotten accustomed to but i mean, medication seems nice. i just wanna be productive, you know? i feel like all i can do is just Produce Things, and it makes me feel like, less sad i guess, so if i can do that, then i'll be fine. it's enough. idk where this is going. cheers to u, i guess? i'm drinking arizona tea and it's as good as always. hopefully u have a nice drink too or something. ciao!