A letter from Mar 20th, 2022

Dear FutureMe, I’ve been thinking of writing a letter for a while, but I guess I’ve just never found the motivation to write one until now. Unfortunately, I’m really not in a good emotional state right now. Life has certainly been hard lately. I would be lying if I said that leaving the earth hasn’t crossed my mind. One of the things that keeps me going is the thought of making all these meaningful memories in the future— experiencing my first love, growing old with my family and friends, looking through the window of my Chicago apartment and thinking to myself, “You made it and I’m so proud of you.” Even though I’m crying in my room at 11 p.m. on a Sunday, I’ve realized that where I am right now is beautiful. Memories like crying into my pillow late at night are just as beautiful as ones where I’m looking in awe at a sunset during the summer. If you actually remember that you wrote this letter— and you probably don’t— how are you now? Did you chase the sunset through a field of seemingly endless possibilities? I’m sure you did :) Oh wow, there’s just so much more I want to write down. I know you’d probably fall asleep reading it all if I were to write everything down though ;) If you’re not in a good place right now, I hope this letter brings even just a spark of hope to the Future Me because I know that writing this letter has brought me a spark of hope. I’ll see you in four years I suppose. Love you forever and always, Future Me <33