A letter from Jan 06, 2025

Dear FutureMe, 06/01/25 La Encarnación, Ocotepeque, Hnd This is the first letter that I wrote this year, my thoughts are not clear I don't know what to say right now cuz somehow I feel like none of this really matter even though the little things, the little moments like this are the ones that builds up a person's life. The only thing that I can talk about is what I've been doing these days, how I was almost drunk in one friend's house and we ended up fighting each other, how we were insulting ourselves and there was always a meaner word coming after an insult about one of you getting cancer and continually D-Y-I-N-G but again none of this matter. I also don't know when I want you to read this letter. In summary I am the sum of the things that I don't know, yes, what does not belongs to me right now is in fact what I am. I don't wanna re-read this letter, I don't now exactly why but I'm thinking that is because I don't wanna feel what I felt in the past, there are so many things that I haven't done yet but I really wanna do and despite of this I feel a great need to know what happened in the history of the humaninity.