Hey girl, It’s 12:07pm on a Tuesday. I haven’t eaten breakfast and I’m starving. I’m writing this from my bed in Minna 😭. Yesterday I was talking to Victor, and we ended up discussing how important birthdays are and how much I thin...
Dear Me in 2025,I’m sitting in that tiny café on 5th Street—you know the one, with the chipped blue mugs and the barista who remembers we take our latte with extra foam. Outside, it’s pouring rain, and my iPhone 6 (the one with t...
Dear Future Me,If you’re reading this, it’s been five years since that weird, wobbly September of 2020—and I bet you barely remember what it felt like to wake up to a desk covered in hand sanitizer and Zoom links. Let me jog your memory...
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Dear Future Me,When you open this letter, you're probably sitting at your desk in the university dorm, right? There might be the first snowflakes of 2025 floating outside the window, just like the scene outside my window at this moment. Please pause your...
Hi,Dear FutureMe, Quick hit: It’s 2022, I’m eating cold pizza for breakfast, and Jake (roomie) just used my toothbrush. Again. Three years later, have you learned to lock the bathroom door? Or are we still playing “guess whose spit is on...
Yo 2025 me, What’s popping? It’s October 12th, 2022, and I’m sprawled on the dorm floor because Jake (roomie, remember?) stole my bed to nap off his hangover. Classic. Just aced a stats quiz I swear I didn’t study for – don&...
Hey future me, What’s up? It’s me, your 17 - year - old self scribbling this in Mr. Henderson’s boring ass history class. Dude, the clock’s ticking so slow I could die, but honestly? I’m way too hyped to think about the Civi...
Hey, future me! Yo, I’m chilling at my tiny ass apartment in Brooklyn right now, crushing a cold one and binge - watching some random Netflix show. Crazy to think that by the time you’re reading this, a few years have passed. I gotta say, I&rs...
Hey 2025 Sarah, Congrats on surviving another year! If you’re reading this, I assume:a) The robot uprising hasn’t happened (yet),b) You finally bought real pants (not just sweatpants with holes), andc) You’ve stopped naming houseplants j...
