A letter to future-me

Dear future-me,

I hope when your reading this you got everything you wanted. I hope that you've become the person-you-have-worked-so-hard-on-becoming-but-somehow-managed. You keep your ass because the world made you that way for a reason. It’s a good thing you don’t let people push you around but you know your walls also prevent you from living the way you want to. 

I hope you’re happy, really I do and that you maintained that your happiness and the happiness of your family is really all that matters in life. I hope you keep on believing that happiness comes from within not from other people or material objects. I hope that whatever you’re doing, you’re doing it well and to the best of your ability. I hope that eventually you find a girl who meets all your standards, I also hope you never lower your standards. 

 I hope you still have your health and are still thankful for it everyday. I hope you don’t let your anxiety control your life (also your happiness) and have continued to exercise to help with it. I hope that you've finally learned to love yourself and understand what a huge accomplishment that is, don’t forget to appreciate yourself. I hope karma has found it’s way back to you. I know you’re too much of a realist realistically but just try. I hope you still believe that everyone should be congratulated for getting out of bed every day because it really is quite hard. 

At this moment? Your favourite veggie at the moment is avocado. You ate a whole box of chocolates in less than an hour. You have a really fucked up sleeping pattern. You haven’t been awake in the daylight in ages.  See what I mean? It’s 6 am already you’re probably going to go to sleep in an hour.

Dreams? you have no idea so far. finishing uni as fast as you can is not a dream. but you wish you had more time to do more in law studies , but its not the way you’d liked it to be since you still hate group work.

feel lonely even though you’re not. or maybe I am? I feel something is missing but haven’t really figure out what. let me know if you find out in the future.

you wish it was summer. you’re currently listening to death cab for cutie. and you wonder to much about anything. you still don’t know how to manage your time properly and your room is a mess!

I guess that’s what’s going on at the moment.