A letter from May 27, 2025

Dear FutureMe, I hope that you are doing well. Right now it is 4am on the 27th of May 2025, I am unable to sleep and thought of sending you something, to the one person who can understand. Life's been tough, we have our ups and downs, mainly our downs unfortunately. Currently I am streaming, it is fun but overwhelming at times. I wish that I get famous so mom can have an easy end of life. I want to learn a thousand things, see all the beauty of this world but can't get out of bed. So do it, just do it. Enjoy what I couldn't. Walk a path I couldn't follow. Laugh where I can't. Speak to strangers like they're your best friends. Be the kind version that everyone sees. Be YOU I hope that we did the things we want to do and that we got better. And you better write that **** book. Its been on a "draft" for too long. You know you're cooking with that story. Yours truly, -Yourself on a sleepless night.