A letter from February 23rd, 2021

Dear FutureMe, Here's my first email to future me... Today we are preparing to come back to school next week. The teachers are being little ******* and crying through meetings and making faux complaints about parking, ventilation, covid testing safety, and on and on and on. Mom texted me this morning because she is scheduled for the second shot and the location is being shut down due to no vaccine supply. The storms in the midwest and the record snows throughout Texas f'ed up the supply chain. I ******* hate my job, as I do most jobs. We're losing/lost a team member going back into the classroom for reopening, and my boss is such a ******* tool. Cancer is all over my world right now. A childhood friend died a couple weeks ago. A kid I coached died a couple weeks ago. Another friend fought and is in remission. Two more people posted their battles on Facebook over the past couple of weeks. Sister in law just told me about another kid with cancer. So f'ed up. Tonight I'm running at the track if we don't get kicked off. So ready for this pandemic to be over.