A letter from Feb 03, 2023

Dear FutureMe, Hey Owen, you probably don't even remember writing this, which is about average for you at this time. I'll start this off by saying I hope I make it to the point of seeing this, and so does everyone else. Just like always you're addicted to food and fighting, so I'd hope that stays the same. Maybe you aren't as cocky or egotistical but that's what makes us, us. A dash of pride here and there doesn't hurt, but too much or too little can cause issues, I hope you still know that. You look up to your dad, and hopefully you can actually talk about him as you get older, but only time will tell. You'd better have made and harvested a sun by then too or you'll punch yourself in the chest. Have fun with that. How's Anna? Is she functioning in society? How is your relationship with David? Hopefully it's better than now, and currently it isn't bad but it could do better. Is Dad alright? I really hope Penny is still alive too, she's too chubby to die yet. Social Media is a mess right now and Russia is being bullied by Ukraine. Do you still remember your goals or have you done them yet? Get bigger, get smarter, and get faster. How's your job? We still at Proactive? I know this wound down quickly, but there isn't much to say to myself. I know myself and I know that future me is still doing great.