Dear Future Me
I do hope this letter reaches you in the pink of health. How are you? Do tell me that you're fine. 'Cause if you're not, I'll probably have to start taking precautions already.
I don't think we've met before, but I must say, writing to you is rather exciting.
I'm writing to you expressly to remind you of the good old days, when you used to have a whole lot of fun, and your greatest ambition was to own the biggest library in the world.
First off, I'd like to heartily congratulate you on your biggest achievement so far - getting the award for the "Worst Joke Ever" in the annual Talent Show.
Congratulations! May you be forever successful at (attempting to) entertain people with your terrible jokes and puns.
The next thing that I'd like to say is that you should learn to do things on time - you've never been very good at that.
Every year, mother had had to hear a hundred complaints about about how you never got to school on time,
submitted your projects on time or how you always finished your exam papers at the very last moment.
I do hope that you've been waking up a little earlier than usual, which you resolved to do on New Year's Eve.
You do remember, right?
(I'm pretty sure you don't) I hope you've been tying your shoelaces right (I really don't want to trip on my own feet again in the future, you see),
not forgetting to brush your teeth and comb your hair in the morning. I also pray that you've not broken your laptop (again) because i contained some of my most precious stories and poems.
Have you? Mum says that she'll not get you another laptop if you don't mend your habits. I swear that I'll not spare you if that laptop breaks, or has already broken.
Even though that means not sparing myself. Anyway, I should also inform you that I tore the band of my watch yesterday. Don't be alarmed if you can't wear your watch to work tomorrow.
I tried to make a belt out of it, but realized soon that it was a waist of time! Geddit? Hah! Guess I'll just let it sleep! Okay, want to hear something terrible? Paper.
I told you it was tear-able!
Does my weirdness still thrive in you?
Do you remember all the crazy stuff you did once upon a time? All the places you've been to?
Do you still remember me?
Anyway, do take life a liitle less Siriusly. Remember to have loads of fun! That is what really matters (and mutters)!
It was really amazing writing a letter to you, dear me. Write to me as soon as you can. It'll elevate my spirits a bit. I'll see you very soon. Goodbye!