A letter from December 9th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, there will be so many letters to our future selves right now because we are all wondering how we will be in the future. Where is this crisis going to take us? To better, to worse, back to old normal? Personally, I have found this year so difficult because I felt threatened in my job as a freelance, I suffered from a feeling of being shut in and imprisonment during the first lockdown. Then somehow I decided to start a new Master's since I was convinced that I would run out of work as a trainer. And now, I see that all turned out different: I have started the Masters, but my work has stayed and intensified only it is all on-line. I would so much hope we get back social interaction. When I get this letter I will be 58, wow. Will I have changed my career in any meaningful way? And my daughter will be 16. In the middle of ******* and with a boy-friend I hope! And my husband, will he have managed to climb the career ladder which he desires so much? I hope it all comes true. I hope my parents will be around and healthy.