A letter from January 28th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, this is an email from your 17-year-old self. Get yourself a cup of tee, and read this in the afternoon. Currently, I am sitting in online danish class, and it's quite boring. It's hard to get motivation in lockdown, there's so much I want to do, but it's hard to even get started on anything. I can't believe covid has been here in Denmark for a year in a month or two. This was supposed to be my year when I would finally live life. Go to parties, hang out with friends more, have fun. But covid took it away. Or at least I hope I am not using it as an excuse for not living my life properly. I really need to stop living life in my head, and just do ****. Act on the random impulses of inspiration I get sometimes. Write a short story. Paint a painting. Make a Youtube video. I should stop caring about what people think and just do it. It's actually quite fitting; we're learning about existentialism in danish, right now. I'm supposed to be analyzing a story about a guy, who just has moved into his new apartment. Even though he's the closest he has ever been to meeting new people, he doesn't do it. He doesn't make the choice. I get it, and I feel sad about how relatable it is. I should really be less sad. This is kinda depressing, but its how i feel. I want to be happier, less lonely. ****. Sorry, I am just rambling. I really hope that in five years when you are reading this, you would be able to send a response to me where you tell me that it will get better. I hope you've started being more spontaneous. I hope you've found a good education that you love. I hope you've gotten more amazing friends, and have gotten better at keeping some of the friendships your 17-year-old self is currently losing. I hope you've found someone to love. A girlfriend, or maybe a boyfriend, I don't know. I hope you've travelled to a country you want to travel to. Most importantly, I hope you've had fun. Don't feel bad if you haven't done all of this. Ultimately it's my fault if you haven't done all of that—your younger self. I am kind of writing this, hoping that this will get me the motivation to do better. And if you haven't done all of it, why not do it now? I know there is something you want to do. Do it. I dare you. Looking around, I see my room. It's a bit messy; let's be honest. There's so much stuff. It's hard throwing stuff out, you know? Let me describe my room since you hopefully have your own apartment by know, and it will be a good look back. I've got my bed. Above it is a small bookcase, with different bits and bobs. I like to keep stuff that reminds me of past things that happened. vacations and such. My favourite thing in my room is the big blue book, where mom wrote so much about my childhood. I really appreciate that she did that. I love my parents. Give them a visit if you haven't done it recently, will you? Or just do it anyway. Well, on the side of my bed is the chair where Stitch loves to lay. Beside the chair is the dark blue closet. Beside it is my diving bag. At this point, you're probably not diving anymore. I hope you've found something else you love to do. And kept some of the relationships you've gained from diving, especially with Emilie. Anyways, in front of the closet, the three windows to our garden are. It snowed last night, so our garden is covered in snow. I love how it looks. While writing this I've been listening to Punisher by Phoebe Bridgers, and I would lie if I didn't say that I've cried a bit. That's just such a great album. I don't know, this is the first time I've really told my thoughts to someone. And it feels good... I think. Sometimes you just need to cry. I hope Phoebe Bridgers has made another album by the time you're reading this. Also, how does the world look? Currently, it's quite ****. Covid is of course horrible, and everything is also a big mess. A big horrible mess. Please tell me it has gotten better. Well, I hope you will get something out of reading this. Maybe a boost of motivation, some happiness. If you're cringing at this, it just means that you've undergone character development. As mentioned, I have gotten a lot out of writing this, so why not write another e-mail for your 27-year old. Wow that's old. lol Remember to love yourself, treat yourself. Go to your favourite restaurant or bakery, get something good. You deserve it. From Viktor, 17 years old (28/01/2021) P.S :D