A letter from Nov 14th, 2021

Hey there, beloved me from the future. I'm writing to you after just coming out of a terrible bout of depression. Years of intense in and out, and right now? We're out. And here we are. Feeling good. It's possible. It is. And someday, maybe now, maybe later, I know you'll get there too. I know you will, because I'm you. Have some faith in past you. I hope everything with your friends works out. Ram War deserves to see the light of day and deserves some recognition. I hope it gets it. If it didn't, I hope at a minimum Blaine is doing ok. Did you get that free health care from Nghi? Is Owen doing amazing theatre things? Are you and Tori still a thing? How's Jasmine? Matt? Did RW:DS ever get finished? Did you write The Goose King? Gosh, I'm overwhelming you I'm sure. I hope you're still out there, you know. I know I've been real close to stepping away from it all, but I trust that you've got better judgement than little old me. Please, keep going, if you're questioning yourself at all. I love you. Always and forever. In our tiny universe, you're what kept me going. I'm proud of you no matter what. Love, you.