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Dear FutureMe,
Right now it's February 3, 2021 in the middle of the COVID-19 pandemic. You're 13, and in 7th grade, sitting on the dining room floor in your favorite spot against the wall. Brutus is nosing your hand, and your headache is a 7.5. Has your NDPH gone away by the time you get this? I sure hope so, because I don't want us to have to deal with this forever. Mom's making me get contacts next month to try to get them to go away, but I'm not really that confident. Besides, I like my glasses.
I don't know when this is all going to end, the pandemic and all. Maybe and hopefully by the time you get this. Hang in there!
From,
Your old self
P.S. Happy 17th birthday! I set it to deliver then!
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