A letter from May 30th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, i think about dying but its not like i want to die. no not in a suicidal way. not even close. in fact my problem is the complete opposite. i want to live but not like the way im living right now. i want to live, i want to escape. i always feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic. theres so much to see and do but i somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. im still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and i cant quite figure out what the hell im doing or how to get out of it. i hope when you get this, you will be in a better state than i am right now, because i love you and i want you to take care of yourself. <3