A letter from Jun 09, 2025

Dear FutureMe, Hey you, Today is our 31st birthday. It’s 2:12am, we are going into Monday. You are sitting here considering whether or not you’re going to call out or not. Little cat is sliding under your legs. You’re here feeling like you’ve finally understood how to stop living for the future, that there are no right answers. LOL this is a Carrie Bradshaw moment, young woman in NYC typing about life, I might as well start a column. But is content creation not just that, your own personal column of the internet. In this current moment you are healthy and everyone ,to your, knowledge is safe. Life is not for us to know or plan. It’s for us to experience, make decisions and create from those decisions. SO you are 32 and if you’re reading this you were able to live an entire year congrats to making it this far! Give yourself grace and actually my only hope is that you get another year. No more expectations, let’s see what happens ❤️.