A letter from Aug 30th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, Greetings! The time you wrote this letter was 29th days of August in 2021, quarter to 12 in the evening. That moment is chaotic, you are jaded, you are nothing. Your home is not home anymore but a slave in other's home. You leave home and I think that is the sufficient way, it is the biggest and bestest idea I think you never regret of because truly, nothing gives you interest in there, the people, the surrounding, everything made you migraine. I know, you don't want school but your are forced to do so just let your mind with other stuffs such paper works, not those full of bluff at your home. I know it is wasting time but you need to, for now. Before you enter college, I witness you are ambitious. Have a lots of ideas but pandemic comes out. Everything got change, your plans, the career you would pursue turns out not for you. You are completely lost. I don't know. I don't know how to help you. But I think it seems nice if you flow yourself by the water just for now, I know it a lame advice but believe it, in the future you will make it. You will realize what you want to be but a best of you. I know it is hard thinking good career that may belongs to you, things you passionate about lost in time. I know you feel hopeless now. But please give yourself time of realization just think something why you feel living. Please, I begging you to make up your mind. I hope you do things you could not regret of and hoping you do make things you could proud of. I know if you believe on a thing, you can make everything efficient. Hope those imagination of yours be your reality. Hope your are the happiest person in this world. Just remember, take your time for being the person you want to be. I love you Daisylou.