A letter from Jan 02, 2025

Dear FutureMe, Well, this isn't my yearly letter or is it? I don't know, but I really like this exercise of wondering and imagining my future. Of course it feels weird to write something to a maturer version of myself. About last year balance, I have to say it was a pretty crappy one. I can only remember deception after deception with Leo, Pablo, going to Germany, Ecomat and dance group. None of my objectives seemed to be accomplished last year, but it is okay. I'm worried about every passing year and getting older, because many thing are loosing its magic, and the new experiences as a young adult feel so unnerving and uncomfortable, just like having casual *** and visiting clubs (not as many) and socializing with others without feeling nervous or less of a person. I hope that gets better next year. Of course, last year I met really wonderful people like Manu which we got to be really good friends and I learned to drive. Also, we got really better at dancing. But that's about it. Uni just got worse and I don't enjoy it that much as before. I sense a mood change when writing this letter, because past 2 year's was optimistic and I looked so happy compared to this one. I don't wanna say that we're getting grumpy. Even though people tell me I look too young time is passing by so fast. I hope future me is a lot happier than I'm right now. Pleaaaaase, remember that I love you so much, and don't change because of the wrong motives (idk if that makes sense). I'm looking toward be reading you again soon. xoxoxo