A letter from Sep 12th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, Writing this letter to you while sipping on a cold pumpkin spice frappuccino at Starbucks Juffair Bahrain during the Summer of 2021, I know this is gonna bring back memories... So Niranga called today to say that he is getting married next week... but it feels just like yesterday how we used to hang out in that mango tree messing around as 14-year-olds...not giving a **** about a thing... no responsibilities... not knowing what future holds... Young, Wild, and Free! Fast Foward 12years and BAM now we live in two different countries walking on two different paths. it's crazy how life changes, Niranga we'll be married by next week and I'll be divorcing Palmetto (My Job/Workplace) to start the next chapter in L'ORTO. Endings and Beggings! ♾ Anyway, I wonder by the time you receive this letter if you'll be married or still single. Either way, I just hope you'll be happy with the life you have. I wonder where you'll be and what you'll do regardless of that Live Fully Die Empty! " As you close your eyes tonight, may you know how blessed you are and celebrate with gratitude" Yours Sincerely, Your Past Self👤