A letter from Nov 8th, 2021

Time Travelled — 6 months

Peaceful right?

Dear FutureMe, Hey! How's life for you right now? Okay I'm just going to refer to my future self as you since technically, I'm not my future self as of this moment. But I will be. So you you you! I know I usually write these type of letters whenever I go through a not so pleasant experience, but this time it's different. I'm writing cause I'm actually really content with the way life is right now. It almost feels too content, to the point where it can't last. So I just wanted to see if it would still be happy like this when you see this letter. And that'll be when I finish my freshman year. But ideally, life will continue to feel fruitful like this. I am however, also aware that negatives are a big possibility. I really am glad though. I'm finally making friends and sharing so many fun experiences with my peers. I mean yeah, the coursework hasn't gotten easier exactly, but the positivity I get from sharing the experience with my new friends outweigh this con. I feel like I belong. And that's exactly why I'm scared. I'm not used to being surrounded by so many people, let alone classmates, accepting me and appreciating me. It feels strange, foreign. For me to be this happy, I can't help but feel that something bad will happen to pay the price. Perhaps it's just my insecurities and past experiences making me think like this. But still, it's a feeling hard to shake off. I truly love all my friends and am so grateful. I really hope I don't do something stupid to ruin everything. But if I do, you better apologize. I guess the only negative, if I could even call it that, is not having a single love interest or someone to admire from afar. Like, getting a boyfriend is not really a top concern, but still, where's the fun?! When I used to dream about college life, encountering a movie-esque romance was one of the first things that came to mind. But seriously, there's no one here. Like, no one. And I'm not even being picky or anything; there's literally no dudes here. And it's New York City, one of the biggest cities in the world. I'm going to art school so that's definitely a big reason for this lack of romantic potential. But huh????? At this rate, I'm going to stay single for the entirety of my time here. Which isn't the end of the world, but I can't help but feel a bit envious when I see my friends from home having their own romantic affairs or seeing my social media feed flooded with all these lovey-dovey couples. I sound like a bitter fart lol. A part of me is to be fair. I have Hinge but it's pretty hard clicking with someone I only know through a digital space. Only thing I can do for now is cling to the other aspects of my life and hope that romance will somehow land in my path. I wish you the best and hope you are still as happy, or even happier than I am as I write this letter. As you know, my favorite quote, "Time waits for no one.".

Epilogue

9 days later

hey past me! man, i still remember the moment i felt inspired to write this letter.... walking down chinatown with mom while talking to her about how happy i was...

Ni eilhw a iemt fistr het orf. . . . Nigtsh eebenwt litls sneic hte tsnigh creourdc omes inhgst ubt asw ta dneirema ubt segus het in i yha,e yd,a eigtntg evah fo !icne ,devdleeri end rttpey rlteet tsih noge up ocresu het fo mtei. Sa lislt wen wya to rwee to!o tol lceos csnie i teh os lbeka rnrrigeef trweo the a sthi eertlt ilslt im ganlo eth fo orf rsiednf od otn hwti aedm yuo dna ,wlel or,mecan ref!t in fsdnire the yuo. Vhae hatt dunrgi on ngigo ndede did a,rebk iwtner a hgnit utb i. Icprk i he aws ntkhgnii uoltsabe wkon wtah het ilkoogn an asw i lleh otdn kcba nad. Tog me otnaesedpir borblpay het ot. Nrodua ttah nectont mi eypttr sywlaa rnsdefi igebn to tub my sntoy,leh legnsi mi dnwo ojke i eordrhsuno,. Aevh you orf won esod emka ,eamn ot ?oknw nwokn i anym a i trhoe hgints lla, hrtgi eliv sduno me, tbu li'tl fi etslpaoinirh so dan ecni elov filste ecosm to. Tiddn ecdson in sseeterm tlo aekm eb i of neirdsf to teh tseonh a. . . . Dan to onrgel ti ihtkn haha trfae was akem ti tsifr eth on esmetres ylet,s i neifrds buecase idptdseais ikdn fo asw radehr rgue cotrho olas. . . . Si fdnire the ssgeu ?hwta ine,frd dame a lol ubt adn oen ragithst i mela. Artto gto ewtn to a heasdr eht afhl ccreurdo ndigrae in i l,osa tsuj inopltac ycscpih a era us ho wenbeet ihwt m!iena adn estertin nohitng dna dan utb we acsiancnetauq comnirat. Vrye be me eht atth luowd suies i in illw ccpsyih na idas ytaewhl noyme nreve uufert orf teh adn emcobe. Wfrarod tath koiolgn to im ahha. A in tol remst due ttha not my is lorsa is to seh orf eovl nggio em saol adn hcraak fo utb htta sadi there ni an ibnmaecal it eupxsl. Nreev vhea elfi em i fo neve rnauod ture uaceesb will aeib,anclm rache disrsee eevonyer if i ssc,ftaaiitno siht het dna. Am oasirlthnpei easgrd,serl nda ot ubashnd eb !dksi pyahp tbu tnow' in a het i avhe dseuospp i 2. . . . St'ni htta yunfn. . . . Itlsl how ahs ta ot tsrif my silef ayer steserme ithw eocm but ttha a ywaany and lc,eso adaezm ceol!egl aehy the soednc staf tmei. . . . T'seodn neyaon eitm wita ofr rylael. . . . .

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