A letter from October 9th, 2014

Dear FutureMe, Currently you are going through deep shit, you feel not very well physically and are certain it is 100% emotionally. You have big plans for yourself but you are terrified. So damn terrified. But we are working hard. Because deep down we KNOW what we are capable of. But right now we are so afraid of every godamn little thing. You are worried, a lot, about loads of things. So much so that you can't even tell what exactly you're thinking about, or what exactly stresses you out. This only causes more confusion, of course... But there's always that belief that we can overcome it, because wherever we go - we're not alone. We are beside ourselves AND as writers we got the benefit of living many lives with some great and interesting companions, don't forget that. I hope that now, three years into the future, things are better. In fact, I know they are, because we have a tendancy of ups and downs in the most glorious of ways. From every time we can benefit and get out the best. We're kinda awesome like that. Leah, I love you. Truly and purely. I hope we are doing better because right now we're in a middle of a great war against our brain. But I believe we can work this out, hopefully by the time you read this it will (mostly) be sorted out. don't forget to breath and enjoy your stay, Love you always, Yourself.