A letter from Jul 26th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, I hope you are doing fine my darling future. I don't want to recklessly drive towards you. You know I dropped out of college in my final semester, having managed to become the sixth individual born in my village to reach university. Intentionally I did, to come up with the better you. To avoid a salary and start by just starting aiming at what's in my mind. But hey, five years ago I also hoped that now was enough to get me to a better position. I didn't get anywhere 'now'. I am still that boy who earns $370 a year while hoping to end up the village's first industrialist. But I believe in you future. My blog informativus is not buying any part of you as I had hoped. But you're only there to help me dream with you in mind. You're promising and breaking you is not ideal.