A letter from Nov 21, 2022

Dear FutureMe, I'm talking about home, here on our couch, with the quiquil and mirinha on my foot. Today is november 21st, and we are currently 23 years old. I'm stopping by to tell you that I hope you're doing better. We have already overcome so much. I hope we managed to win the lottery kkkkk, but if not, I hope we have a good job and earn more than USD 8k, that we have that nice house, and that the mother is very happy in the new house. That we have spoiled our nephews a lot. But above all, I hope that we have evolved in body and mind. That what afflicted us before is just a boring memory. I hope we continue with our friends and that we had the chance to meet new ones. I want you to know that if we get lost along the way, we will always have a place to return. Our mind is our home. Our heart is our fortress. I trust you to do for us what only we can do. I love you very much and I am proud of everything we have done in the past and what we will do in the future. No one understands us more than ourselves. Stand firm and always love yourself a little more each day. Don't let our ego dominate us. Remember, he is a part of us, not all of us. Be alright From your younger version.