A letter from January 27th, 2024

Dear FutureMe, Last Wednesday was Alex's birthday. After months of cutting contact with him, it felt weird doing that just a minute away till his birthday was over. He's been living in my head for a while now. And I would always try to keep him inside the basement. He never even greeted me on my birthday. So I don't know why I did that. It was very stupid of me. Perhaps I'll read this note again after a few years and will not know what to feel. Probably, I hope, nothing.