A letter from July 1st, 2019

Dear FutureMila, Hi Mila! It's my birthday today and I couldn't get up to go to work! I felt guilty about it, and I feel even worse about the fact that I probably have interviews I'm going to need PTO for. I already look suspicious without taking useless days off. I'm hoping I get some stuff at home done at least. I hope I find my work card. How are you? I hope your job search went well. In fact I'm headcanoning you as employed at that timewaster's client now - turns out he wasn't a timewaster after all, eh? :D I kind of hope you've broken up with Jer, but if you haven't, that's okay. Idk how to handle it either, I just leave it all for future Mila to deal with (kinda like me taking pointless PTO). I hope you're almost ready to move btw :) Anyway, I'm liked by a lot of people! So much so that some gave me birthday gifts or wanted to. People care about the things I say instead of rolling their eyes or getting irritated that I take things so seriously. I can finally take myself too seriously without feeling embarrassed about writing a tumblr essay about what John Stewart meant for black representation in cartoons. It makes me happy people tell me my words are interesting and make them think. It makes me happy that someone out there remembers me, and I'll live on in the brain of a random dude perhaps forever. I love you and I hope you're making 100k right now and if not I love you anyway, Past Mila