A letter from March 8th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, I hope you have a job that you enjoy and that pays well. Also the colleagues are cool. And you are healthy. And the family is healthy. And Z is working at a bomb *** place, and you see each other often. I am literally in the middle of the master thesis now and man, when you read this, remember how hard this was. How hard you had to push yourself, sleepless nights, and many thoughts. Oh so many thoughts, twice as many worries. But look at you now, living your dream (I hope), enjoying life. I hope you're still exercising, cause that ****'s good for you. Hydrate. Like, now. Wear sunscreen. I hope you still have amazing friends as you do now, maybe even more so. Hope these 5 years were good to you and you grew as a person and have made some amazing memories. No worries if there are bad ones, such is life. I hope you have hope and life is clearer (unlike now). Have faith in humans, have faith in good, have faith in love and be kind. I know its hard sometimes, but your strength is in your kindness. Its a choice we have to make everyday and I hope youre making the right one. Anyway man, imma go write some more so we can finally graduate and all the hopes in this letter come true. I love you, take care of yourself. You are loved. At least by me in the past. And I hope by yourself in the future.