A letter from Sep 09, 2022

Dear FutureMe, You graduated, YAY! I'm writing this on Friday September 9th, 2022 in study hall because I'm bored. You'll probably remember that I wrote this to you but we'll see, now for the questions. You still single? That's what I thought. Are you still friends with everyone from this year? Do you have any new friends? How long did the job at the preschool last? How long after that did it take to get a new job? What's your new job? Do you know what college you're going to, what you're going to do with your life? I hope I've caused a sense of existential dread by now but I'm genuinely curious because I still haven't figured it out. I don't even know what I'm having for dinner. Actually I do, It's Friday so pizza. But that's beside the point. I hope you're doing well. Better than me at least and I hope that you're happy and if you aren't write a new letter to the future you that will be. Love, 15 year old you