A letter from May 12th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, It has occurred to me that I spend way too much time reminiscing. I love these letters but in a way they make me depressed & I feel like I’m not doing these in a way that is beneficial to me. These should be pleasant memories to reflect on. So this might be my last letter... not received but delivered. Hopefully I come back with a letter that is full of happy memories & not expectations that I have for myself during the time I receive the letter. So I love you, you are loved & I’ll have another letter for you when I’m doing well.