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...

Ni erg,ta all ’im nda ni :nishtg tno ma mneica iaendpcm enw praat hhiwc la,oognb uyo mrof indsytug ,yrko i edntiyflie si no uolcep teh a fo tbu. D m p sy,e a i c n e. Tno stle’ tub ttha ubaot katl.
Hte and reay igeant aaing i’m eht i’m nad i ,ongss veol dreatts etm,onm taobu piona ni hte ton goa ta wnitirg a llits u!igtar ylagnip eatm. Murpt teh dan sso!nhelteen maietenm )an(tkuyflhl utb sltil m’i iftngghi petnla the ni omec for sha noge. Sooooo jsut gnhtis apdnphee aresy fevi amyn heav in. Het flsutle to yet, ooafcebtlrm lityfieedn i i htnva’e own lmefys leef cidoetnfn eorm dna utb hwo olve ot ihtw i ma tnerla. T4h 2301 dna lwil i slyaaw hte od tugaus of rebmmeer i. Otdn’ hrgit a a ow,n wnok uhmna igenb hlel of ’ueyor uory yjroneu lerayl ntgtrisa osrlfuey tjsu eobmec i ot uyo tub vole.
Yuo evlo emro hmcu ahtn yu,o i do.
Caiabn.