A letter from Jan 14th, 2022

Dear FutureMe, If my maths is correct, today will be the day you turn 20 years old! Wow...feeling old yet? I'm writing this at 12:52pm sitting on my bed. I just finished my art exam 2 hours ago. My walls are half painted because Mum ran out of paint and forgot to buy more, so we have some sort of three-shades-of-green and pink thing going on right now. There's some masking tape on the wall in a zig zag pattern from where Mum was experimenting with wall designs. However I prefer plain. I'm getting quite boring in my old age. My blinds are rolled up and I can see the birds on the bird feeder. How carefree they are...their whole life revolves around my Dad's mesh metal cylinders that are topped up daily with nuts. I kind of wish I was a bird sometimes. It seems like a pretty chill lifestyle- well with the exception of running from the neighbourhood cats, including my cat, Chick. I got a guitar for Christmas this year. Well, last year now. Christmas 2021. I haven't had time to play it yet because I've been trying to study for my exams. Recently I've been really loving Disney soundtracks, like Under The Sea (I think that's what it's called...it's from the Little Mermaid) and Touch the Sky from Brave. Even though I can't really sing, I love singing quietly in my room so my brothers don't hear me and laugh. I hope future you can play the guitar well, and I wonder if you still play on the same guitar you got when you were 15. I have a secret dream to make some song covers if I get good enough at both singing and playing guitar. Have you done that? I've been quite into collecting perfumes lately. My aunt gave me a mini Jo Malone one that's English Pear and Freesia scented, I love it but I'm so scared to use it because it's so expensive! I looked up the price and I was horrified! How could I have ever use that without feeling so guilty? It is so tempting though, it smells wonderful. With my birthday money I bought a cherry blossom perfume. I'm pretty sure my best friend Emma had it a long time ago, so maybe I'll wear it when I'm with her and see if she notices. I have another perfume I always spray when I study, because I've heard that having a smell connected to something improves your memory of that thing. I'm pretty sure it's true. My plant on my windowsill is about to bloom. I've had it for about 5 years now, I bought it at Lidl during my gardening phase when I was 11. Do you remember that? It was my peak honestly. I spent so much money on plants and shrubs for my little 6ft x 2ft patch of dirt in the garden. Now it lays untouched, apart from one bush that flowers yearly. Sadly all the plants are no longer there. (Just then I texted Emma after coming to the realisation that 2017 was 5 years ago?! Woah!! It was so shocking I needed conformation) I had egg rice for lunch, but it wasn't that good cause I couldn't taste it ( post covid joys, even after 5 months). I thought this was crucial information. I guess I'll ask some question in case I ever do an epilogue on this like I saw others do. How is everyone? What are you doing with your life?Did you find your dream? What was your reaction when you read this? How's Emma, Jasmine, Keira and everyone else? How's your cat? ( He was sleeping on my bed beside me when I started reading this, but he jumped off) How's art going for you? How's guitar? What songs can you play? Have you written any books or stories? How's your favourite band Mamamoo doing? I know they would've disbanded by now, but how are they? ( Right now, we have W and M solo albums coming up this week! W's on Sunday!! So exciting!!) Have you been travelling? I really want to go to Japan, so have you been there? Is Covid gone? Did you end up going to art school? What was the ending for Snowdrop? ( Hopefully a happy one, waiting for the next episode tomorrow) And lastly, are you happy with yourself? And that concludes the letter from your 16 year old self. I just hope this letter gives you strength and a reminder of the dreams you had at 16. I can't believe the current me is going to be part of the past when you read this, and there's no getting 16 year old me back. I'll be living in the past forever. It's so weird...like I'm writing this right now but when you're 20 the me right now won't be physically exist anymore. I'll be grown up. No matter what, a version of me as a young teen will forever remain in our universe, where I can listen to all the music I want and daydream all day while drinking hot chocolate. Even when I grow up. signing off, From You