A letter from January 11th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, It's a Sunday, I'm in our Nissan Sentra, ol' Black Betty. An overpriced postmates order in on its way. Double cheeseburger, with bacon , fries and a cherry coke. Oh by the way, the state Capitol was attacked by Trump supporters a few days ago. You , I, feel like we're in a rut. Hate security but also afraid to leave it. Did you ever go back to school? Did you learn anything in Blender? How's your money management? Try DMT yet? Still single. Look man, I'm excited to see where we end up. I hope your doing ok, I'm not hoping for the best but , I don't know, just reading this is a good thing at this point. Any aliens? How's the family? How was Mom and Jerry's wedding? Did anyone ever catch Covid-19? Is there a new place to look out for? Any new music your really into? Do you still chat with "Low-key Blunted" ? Enjoy whatever and whoever you love man. Time really flys. Love you bud, hope your safe.