Dear future,
I don't know how to begin this with. I hope you will be ok with what I am going to be writing.
We still need to find out where we are heading to. Since I don't have an exact aim,the path might be herculean. Sometimes I might waver, sometimes I might go blank, sometimes I might verbally abuse you. Sometimes I might bawl my eyes out before you. Sometimes I might pacify you. But promise me you will still love me the...