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Dear FutureMe, This is you from not so far in the past (October of last year, to be exact), but I'm sitting here at your desk in your college apartment, trying to decide whether or not to drop one of your seven classes (why we decided to do so many majors in only four years is a question for our underdeveloped sophomore year brain), but also knowing that from where you are, none of it really matters. You graduated yesterday, and you know what grades you got and whether or not you graduated with honors (which, at the end of the day, you want, whether you admit it to yourself or not; the overachiever in you needs validation every once in a while). You know whether you took the job offer for right now despite not feeling passionate about it, or took a leap of faith, but we're united in that neither of us know how whatever choice was made will turn out. Still, I'll remind you, you had no idea that you would ever be this at-peace only a few years ago. You didn't know you'd make the friends you've made, or that you'd lose touch with others. You didn't know that over half of your time outside of the classroom would be spent on things you barely knew about before college, or that you'd have a roommate you'll be sad to leave, or that you'll actually miss this place when you're gone. Your time here has not been anything close to perfect, in fact, it has been far less perfect than that of literally anyone else you know (lol), but it has also been a time where you've truly grown to understand a bit more of who you are, even if you're still getting there. This may feel like the end, but it isn't. Do what you want to do, genuinely. Quit your job, if you feel like it, or don't. Travel, write that book, learn the things you want to learn, go back to school, invent something, idk just don't ever let yourself get lulled into the idea that change is scary because, well, I know you. Our parents love us but they aren't us so please understand that you are your own person, even when your eldest daughter brain is telling you otherwise. I'll end this with a reference that only you will understand. *End of chapter 2.* Love, Me