A letter from Mar 24, 2025

dear future me, happy you!!!! you’re 22 now. i hope things are going so so so well for you. i’m writing this a bit late, i reckon. i should’ve woken up on my 21st birthday to do it, but… life has been a bit hectic. and not really in the best way. i am so immensely anxious about everything. i’m trying to do things that make me happy, i’m trying to take care of myself, and take it easy — but this is tough. i hope you’re doing better. i hope you’re in london, if that project we’re having worked out 🫠 but if not, i hope you’re thriving, doing the course we wanted, ready to give all you have to get that visa and live with the love of our life. talking about her, please tell me we’re spending our 22nd with her. i hope you have the best day. and dont worry, please — you are NOT running out of time. you’re only 22. you’re okay. you’ll be okay. please take care. and happy birthday again. may your 22nd be sweet, so sweet. love, you — who just turned twenty one.