This is a letter to my future self
I'm writing you from september 26 2021
you'll probably find this on a dusty shelf
in between the books we loved to read as kids
when you find it
I have some questions:
how old are we now?
did we make it?
are we still depressed?
can we sleep now?
or is the insomnia still haunting us?
do we still take pills?
what about our friends?
did they make it?
could we save them?
where are they today?
do we still have self...