A letter from September 23rd, 2014

Dear FutureMe, If you're reading these I sure fucking hope you're reading it from your apartment at medical school. You're going to be a great doctor some day. And if not, something big must have happened. Medicine means so much to you and if you have forgotten about that, please turn around because there's nothing you'd rather be doing. Unless you're near death or you won a year round trip to Europe, you should be studying medicine. I hope you're dating a really hot doctor/med student and he's treating you right. I hope he's tall. God I hope he's tall. Make sure you're studying with him because we all know that studying makes for great romance. Also, no matter how great a party seems, you have classes so focus on that. Parties aren't going to matter when you're cutting open brain tissue. Anyway, just know that your family supports you in everything you do. If you don't all ready, call mom and schedule a lunch date to catch up. Same with Brandon. I want to still be close. Keep on following your dreams, kels. Love, 2014 Kelsey