A letter from December 21st, 2019

Dear FutureMe, I hope you have become a Scrooge. I hope you're wealthy, successful at work, and have gone to the local library often to save on heating bills. I hope you don't have any friends, or worse, fall in love, because relationships are expensive. I hope you have improved your side-hustle skills, because you can never have enough money. I hope you look intimidating and scare solicitors away. Life is all about clawing your way up to the top. Carpe Diem.