A letter from Aug 14, 2022

Dear FutureMe, you're sitting down right now at your job with SIS and you're the supervisor, you drive a mercedes' and you're 23 years old. life is honestly pretty straight right now. i have an apartment with my (adopted by myself) brother nicholas pennywell in georgetown texas. we just got a new couch and we're waiting on the other piece to it to come in and the rest of the living room stuff im still debating on. We moved from florida and your *** better not have moved back, i mean i understand if we just got into a tough situation but if it's for some stupid **** like a girl then ima figure out how to time travel and come up there and beat your old ***. I hope you do us proud, i know you will. you're me. And if i know myself (which i'd like to think that i do) then you succeeded in everything we said we would. Military, house now, hopefully married and possibly with kids if you're not still searching. And if you're not at that point by now, then you owe it to me to get up and call a bank or something right now and get us a house, no more excuses. Like im dead ***, we're not gonna do this, we deserve better. i've worked too hard to get us where we're at in 2022. do better. if you have succeeded then im proud of you. i know you'll miss these times a little, i know the thought of dieing and the thought of aging slowly towards you ***** scares the **** out of you but just hang in there and try not to trip, im sure we both have an understanding on how it works. i dont really know what else to say but eagleman i guess. i do love you, and i appreciate you, absolutely. hang on to this. oh ****...what if the world ended...i hope it hasnt.