A letter from Jun 24, 2024

Dear FutureMe, Okay please ignore that this was sent a day late. Yesterday was a Sunday and I was tired cause of a trip to Calgary on Saturday. Okay first and foremost! Wishing a happy playoffs from the day of game seven! Let's go Oilers! I need them to win, I think it will be good for us and good for the city. We even have friends coming over to my parents place with me after work so we have more people to celebrate with. I wish you could reach back and tell me if we win. I'm still not over the fact that we finally quit this job. We needed to. It is draining us and making everything worse. There is also the fact that we got into school! You have to tell me how that's going, I hope it's going well. We deserve for it to be going well. Things are a lot different then they were a year ago, although they are also a lot of the same. We have a garden still, twice the size as last year which is fun, but we have a roommate. We have the same car but she's been in another accident. We still write but we don't do NaNo any more. I'm heart broken about NaNo and how everything was handled but I am so glad that we were able to keep the local group as a writing group. They are all great people. I am wondering what we are even going to do for November now, first one in a long time without that looming 50k words sitting over us. It might be good for us but it also might not be. The cats are doing great, although I don't think Chili likes Jack very much. God sorry to rant about work more again but I am so upset about it. They expect more that I can give and I'm tired of it. I want to bump up my last day so bad but I would feel so terrible ******* over my coworkers. Only the other billers and reception tho, no one else. Maybe there is a world where I stayed, where I didn't hate this so much, where it didn't make me lose sleep and make me cry all the time. It's not this world but maybe there is one of them. I'm worried about all of this, you know? I have been worried for so long. This is a big change, a huge leap. I wonder if I should have done this or not. But I can't stay here, I can't get stuck here. I don't want this to be the place I die. Well anyway morbid **** aside, how's the new V.E. Schwab book? Preordering it now when it doesn't come out until next June feels kind of nuts to me. ALSO! How was Hozier? Can't believe we get to see him twice more. Feels kinda illegal. I keep writing cause I need to give you as many words as I can. It feels like it would make all of this so much more real. Like it won't slip away. Don't let it slip away please. I hope you made it, Us