A letter from March 28th, 2018

Dear FutureMe, Did you find your keys yet? P.S. They are either at the bottom of your backpack or in your car. We are going to start out with some facts. Today's is Dad's Birthday, so wish him so! (ya forgetful lump.) A Hooman Babay has more bones than me, because they haven't fused together yet and probably because they are so gurgly and adorable. People who bathe (and I mean immerse themselves completely) in warm coconut oil will live longer and also be more covered in oil for many moons. People that swim once a year in freezing cold knock-yer-arm-pit-hair-off-water will live longer and have healthier brain homeostasis. Also, everyone's tongue is like a fingerprint. That means that making out with someone has to be different everytime, yeh? (wouldn't know) mmk. Thats all I got. Now: Please remember today's sound track: Voodoo Child, by jimmy hendrix And more questions: WhAT are the greatest adventures? How do you question yourself without making it too easy? why do we worry so much about the future when it doesn't exist? How can you live the same things like they are new? How much can you trust strangers? What makes people glow? WHen do you feel most yourself? When do you stop looking and start seeing? When do I surprise myself? Why am I so hard on myself? Get back to me, love, me