I often get caught up in preparing and worrying for and about my future
But how does my future self look at me in my present?
Does she smile because she holds knowledge that is still a secret to me?
Or does she frown because she holds knowledge that is still a secret to me?
I’ve started writing letters to my future self,
In the hopes that she will reassure my uneasiness with the uncertainty of life.
In the hopes that she knows the answers, I don’t.
Because I’m afraid of not knowing enough
I’m afraid of not being able to handle what life will throw at me.
Will the answers you bring be the ones I want to hear?
Will this letter make you smile?
Will we be okay?
When you get this letter, don’t forget to reply.
