Featured Letters from the past

Time Travelled — about 1 year

It's your birthday, baby... 1 year left to 30.

Dear FutureMe, Are you out of debt? Are you pregnant? Are you back in school? Do you have a house? If the answer to any of these questions is no, WAKE UP!!! You have been this way for too long now. Get a better job. If the business isn't suceeding by now, it never will. Sell, and use the money for a house. Have some freaking babies already! On the baby topic... Have you treated your ce...

Time Travelled — almost 2 years

It's from FutureMe, what do you think the subject is?

Dear FutureMe, I know this email isn't going to mean anything to you unless it has some info about myself, here in October 2005, but all I can think about is stuff I'd like to ask you. The whole concept of wishing I could ask you stuff is kind of stupid, when you think about it. Ultimately, it's going to be up to me to create my own future; asking you about it feels more like a decision t...

Time Travelled — over 2 years

Go to hell Paul.

Dear FutureMe, It's semester 1, 2005 at Universtiy. You've/I've been totally fucking everything up. You/I barely managed to get through this semester only by administering a balm made up of fabrications and sympathy enlisted from teaching staff desperate to believe that there is good in all their students. Whether I/you finish my/your degree is speculative. With an enemy as bad as mine, ...

Time Travelled — almost 3 years

Subject

Dear FutureMe, Hey there! Future Me, I hope with great hopes you grabbed those art years by the balls. I hope you had the guts to dive into the work and take risks and create the dynamic work I know is there. I hope you rose to the occasion and proved to yourself and everyone that you can do this- this being the art work, the time managing, the money managing, making time to look after your...

Time Travelled — about 1 year

Better Now?

Dear FutureMe, You better be better by now. A month or so ago you sent a final email to Corrie, finalizing no communication, although you seem to suffer in bits and pieces every day, every hour, regardless. You would look for her on the street, wonder what she was doing at night, imagine her with Nick in their honeymoon phase... and all that it involved. She grew instantly distant once she ...

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