A letter from May 20th, 2025

Dear FutureMe,
I don't know why I spend so much time worrying about my future self when I barely have time to stay focused on the here and now. I'm juggling grad school full time and full time work. Hell, this week I'm working more than I should be. The shifts suck, the school work sucks, and it will continue to suck for the foreseeable future. But as I sit on my break (shoutout Stephanie), I can't help put my focus elsewhere. I guess I have the mindset that the grass is greener, that all the work that I am putting in now will pay off, and that the life of my future me will be infinitely better than the life I live now. And with how work is now, and stacking school on top of it, I can see why I believe that. A part of my is glad that my break is coming to a close, because I fear I'd get a little to personal in this letter for my own liking. There are to many things I'm not happy about that I simply don't want to talk about. Parting is such sweet sorrow, blah blah blah... 
Queerly, 
Tyler