From Past You

Dear FutureMe, I'm not going to ask you any questions. Because you'll never be able to answer me. That is the cruel joke here. Sure, you can write a letter to your future self, but what good will it do?! He can never get back to you. So I'm just going to tell you something. You'd better be in a different job. I'm serious. And you'd better be seeing a therapist and not sitting around depressed all the time. And no more drunken, public, naked, swimming-pool make-out parties.