A letter from the past

Dear FutureMe, Hello. You are now 22 years old. You are about to graduate from college. Did you make the show? I think that you did, I believe that you did. I'm not sending this message that far into the future but I suspect a lot will be happening between now and then. Did you get any internships? Are you going to be heading to Europe like you planned? Is anyone coming with you? Is there a he? Is it him? How'd it go with him? Right now things are moving slowly, but that's alright. You have a lot to deal with and I think he does too. You'll see him again soon enough though. I wonder what will happen. I hope it's lovely and I hope you weren't hurt. Don't be scared, just go for it. You aren't made of glass, if you get hurt it's okay. You'll learn from it, you just need to GO FOR IT. Live. I'm working on some homework right now, or I was but I decided to write one of these to myself after seeing the one sent to me from four years ago. It was weird reading that, I almost cried. I hope that you won that huge prize for your work. I think that you will. Your ideas are strong, just believe in them and WORK on them. On that note I hope you're working out. You should weigh only 100lbs, you and I both know that since I'm sure you still have this awful eating disorder that you so easily joke about and shrug off with everyone. I've been reading a lot more, I hope that you're still reading a lot of interesting things. I hope that you were able to do what I imagined we would. I hope you're happy.