A letter from Apr 26th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, look, where u end up. Sittin´ alone, smoking and drinking beer, listening to Cudder. And still don´t know what the **** you gonna do with your life. Thousands of plans disappeared so quickly. It´s strange, that you are again in this bizarre moment of your life, that you don´t feel anything at all. Like, ******* nothing has sense. Ok, you´re trying to help friends and have good relations with family, working and wasting money. But even that is meaningless. How? I mean, why for the **** sakes you can't feel that? Why you so easily adapt to loneliness? And why you're not even trying to fight with it. But I hope it will pass and finally, you'll find your way. I wish you well, cause it may look impossible, but we're the same person. Everyone changes. The only question is whether they are changing for the better or for the worse? Take care out there.