A letter from Dec 24, 2024

Dear FutureMe, Wow I'm tired right now. Its December 24th 2024, Christmas eve n ****. I have to go run in a bit, but i'm writing this to tell you great job. this **** is hard work but i think we'll get through, you know? I really hope it worked out for us with Nyx, we went on our first date yesterday, and she's like the best person in the whole wide world. It's kinda scary right now, all the sudden all the things are requiring decisions, ones that will impact the path that our life is traveling/will travel/has traveled down. College decisions aren't fun and i have to put some real thought into whether or not I would like to continue running/in what capacity. I need to figure out what we're doing with our life, and thats really scary. I really just want to hold on forever to these moments because i'm not super excited yet to figure out whats in the future for me; the present is way too good. Also maybe SF bike ride next week so that should be fun. Idk, life is pretty good, for as much as i complain, i just feel like everything is slipping out from between my fingers a little bit, and i really just need a pause button. Good luck in the future, and don't let safety obstruct your fun too much, -- Tobias of Christmas past