A letter from May 26th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, Wednesday, May 26, 2021 At home, still dreaming big dreams at 13 (almost 14) Wow, I’m still alive in this pandemic. Not really surprising, since I’ve already had COVID and have had no symptoms. Still doing swimming, and I’m honestly glad, even though my kick sucks and I’m trying to improve. I have a few close friends who reside in the W.E.I.R.D. community (it’s an acrostic and I’m too bored to fill it in but we are all weird in our own way.) I still love Ultraluminary (in all the international dubs, especially Hungarian hehe) and of course I’m still simping for Mike and all of his alter egos, begging for more fan art. I honestly think that you will make it to Broadway, and I know you keep telling yourself that you will make it, but I have full confidence that you’ll make the world proud one day. You’ll probably keep bugging Mom about getting sweatpants and sporty clothes, and probably keep on critiquing your thighs and muscles, complaining about making them toned. Well, I think they will stay that way, of course if you eat really healthy and keep on exercising. You’ll probably have many bad days, maybe fail your classes, maybe have tough breakups, who knows. Just keep chugging along and keep on reaching for the stars. Facebook will probably be a goner. So might Twitter and/or Instagram. You might want to start a professional Tiktok account once you are halfway famous, who knows. Once Hannah gets her book published, you will know that this is your ticket to fame.