A letter from Jun 12, 2023

Dear FutureMe, I am sitting in my bed watching 13 going on 30 at 10pm. The first and last time I watched it, I was 13. It’s a blast of nostalgia. I had my first good day in over a week. The sunset was a gorgeous blend of pink and purple, and I sat with my dog on the porch. I ate some delicious brownies. I’m starting to have a better relationship with family. Lately it feels like every day sort of meshes together. I’m looking forward to the rest of the week and month, though. It’s the little things that keep me going.