A letter from March 20th, 2016

Peaceful right?

Dear FutureMe, if you're still using this email address then I should sincerely compliment you, 'cause you know that a couple of years ago you used to have plenty of addresses because you always forgot the passwords to them. And I hope you're in New York right now studying cinematography at University. I hope you're having fun everyday, and not having those horrible headaches you used to have all the time. I hope you're still writing songs and playing the piano. I hope you're in love with someone. I hope you're still a vegetarian, and fighting for the planet. I hope you still remember with every detail the 4th of August 2013. I hope you're living well, I hope you're healthy and surrounded by beautiful. I hope you learnt to love yourself to the fullest, 'cause you deserve it. And I hope that you remember writing this email, sitting on the couch thinking about how hungry you are right now and how much you would love to eat an ice-cream. Have a nice day, week, year... have a nice life. with love, Bianca.

Epilogue

2 days later

Dear PastMe,
holy shit I wasn’t expecting this at all. You almost made me cry. Well, let’s update...

Si g,noalbo ni ubt of the iaemnc no ’im lal iltdfieyen a ouy rtpaa ma chihw neidmcpa i lupeoc in ,okyr ont enw :shingt gnsiudyt fomr nda rt,age. C e i m a p ,yse n d. Abtuo l’tse not htta katl tub.
Eolv aetm grita!u btoau teh ’im aangi a radtest iwgrtin ni i ago gienat hte i’m ta sltil apnio eth dna iglpany nto n,ssgo tm,oenm arye dan. Pmutr tslli sah but neth!oneesls het hte ’im ocme adn yflaknthu(l) fro geon in paletn nggihfti imeatnem. Ooooso vefi sreya naym phdenpae ntsihg evah in sjut. I twih rome i adn dfieeityln am tnnecoifd tub woh sflmey won ot rlneat e,yt teh lletsuf ot nha’etv tfroemocalb flee i eovl. I aslayw do lilw the mbreerme 4ht i of 2103 nda stuaug. Ubt yunejor i olev yuor ebnig eecmob a itrhg otn’d ,nwo lehl elaylr you ignsrtta uoyre’ owkn a fo jstu nuham to lysoreuf.
Uoy do voel umhc erom i nhat yuo,.
Cinaba.