A letter from December 12th, 2020

Dear Olivia, So college, huh? I'm not sure whether I should be excited or scared for my future. All I know is that I hope your doing decent. Right now it doesn't seem like things will get better any time soon. The past 9 months have honestly just been a blur. I feel like a boring video on a never-ending repeat. Wake up, go to my online class, shove some food down my throat, and go to bed. Hopefully by the time you are reading this you've worked everything out. Do you have a driver's license? Do you have a job to make some cash? Do you have a friend? What do you want to be for the rest of your life? Right now Broadway seems pretty cool. Or maybe a teacher? Whatever you've chosen, I'm sure you'll be fine. As long as you try your best things will have to work out. Right? Anyways, I'm sure you've got everything precisely planned for it to just fall apart later. Just remember that none of these ******* are going to be useful in the future. You were made for amazing things and you don't need anyone but yourself to tell you that. Just like Michael Scott said, "I am Beyoncé, always." Love, Yourself ❤ PS: Happy birthday by the way. Hopefully I'm not the only one telling you that. If you haven't done anything to celebrate then go out and get yourself a cookie or something. Cookies always make everything better. 🙂