A letter from February 11th, 2021

Dear Future Me, The year is 2021. This year you're graduating in April. I wonder where you'll be now. The end of our degree. Hooray! A global pandemic took over our lives in 2020. The last class we were suppose to ever have was government relations with Dominique but we ended up skipping it and going to Amanda's house for a girls night because we were so stressed from school. Our mental health has gone down and we're more depressed than ever. School has been super stressful with capstone in our PR program. Assignments worth over 30% and putting 14 weeks of school into 6, this is not ideal with a global pandemic. In 2019 We broke up with Jack MW our high school sweetheart and ended up rebounding to Jack MN. In October 2020, we met Gordon T through Tommy in the park. We started dating and we'll see where we are in 5 years. This year we found out I have a pituitary mircoadenoma in my brain. Truth be told - I hope I have children in the future but we'll see what happens. As I've been told it's going to be a difficult journey. I do remember that we started a draft website on starting our own company called CR Communications. I wonder if we'll have actually started it and if it'll be successful.