A letter from Nov 12, 2022

Hi, you. I hope you are doing okay. Life right now, as a sixteen year old girl in the 21st century, is as good as it may be. Life, itself, is stressful; full of the mundane and everyday boring things that make up the spaces in beauty - but I guess if you look close enough that is the beauty. I often get lost in it - the beauty, I mean. I lose myself in the tired ache of average and plain, in those every day simple things that take up so much of our time. I hope you are not doing that. I, at least, am trying to stop. Not that looking at the beauty in the average is not a good thing, because it is. The thing is, obsessing over it, while not looking at the other brilliant things and ideas and beauties of the world can become destructive and disappointing. I want to live a life that is fulfilling and nourishing and classy and exhilarating and good, oh so good. I want to fall in love and be heart broken, make friends and lose some, smile or laugh but also mourn or cry. I want to feel, truly feel. Feel the depth of living, the depth of life. That is my hope, for my future. That I am truly living. And you, (me), if you are not there please hurry up for gods sake, it's been three god**** years. I hope that you still love to read and that you do it, whenever you can. I hope you're still ambitious and hard working, passionate and caring, strong. I hope you still adore the bite of the winter cold, the feeling of a warm embrace when you're sick, a home cooked meal by a loved one. I hope you're still friends with the good ones, found friendship in the lost ones. I wish that you still love music, that you have a record player with you. I hope you talk to mom and dad, to your sister and brothers. I wish you love. I wish you peace. I hope you still find the beauty in the small but also the detailed beauty in the large; I hope you fall in love, with many different people and places and things. I hope you are happy, when it's worth it. I hope you feel sad when it's due. I hope you feel. I hope you find meaning, in the room filled with 8 billion people. I hope you find life. I hope you live, not survive. I want you to wake up tomorrow and do something fascinating and thrilling and wonderful. I want you to be. Go crash a wedding, go read 30 books, go make a ton of money. Go do something insane. Go do something peaceful. Go do something ambitious. Go be, q. I love you. Know that, no matter what, I will always love you, or me. It's good to talk to you,