A letter from Nov 04, 2024

dear FutureZee, hello. so, we are still here, still breathing, still moving through all the mess and whatever's left of the dream. by now, I'm hoping we’re a little wiser maybe got a few more things figured out but if not.. that’s okay too. you’re still going, right? remember that time when everything felt like it was slipping through your hands, no matter how hard you held on? yep that version of us didn’t know how we’d get through it but look at you now. maybe you’ve stumbled a thousand more times since then, maybe not. but if you’re still standing if you’ve got any spark left in you, then you did alright. you made it. I hope you remember to check in on the people who matter, the ones who stood with you when everyone else bailed. I hope you don’t forget how to laugh at the stupid little things and don’t let yourself drown in all the things you couldn’t control, you know better than anyone that life never sticks to the plan. if things are good, hold on tight. and if they’re not, hold on tighter. we’ve always been stronger than we thought, right? and whatever you’re up against just.. keep going. you’ll find a way, we always do. catch you later,