Friday, 1 July 2011

Dear Future Me

Hey, how's it going? Hope life's treating you well. What's it like in 2021, provided the world hasn't ended? Did the robots ever actually take over? Or am I thinking too far ahead with that one?

Anyway, it's 2011, 10 years ago, remember that year? You said it was going to be the year of new beginnings, but I'm starting to think it's the year of waiting. Waiting for decisions to be made, waiting for the chance to move, waiting to know what's to become of you. I'm still 19, waiting to turn 20 and be free from the confines of teenagehood. I bet you're sitting there berating me just like mother would have, "Stop wishing your life away! Enjoy your youth while it lasts!" Well, that's easier said than done when everyone around you is older, giving you less respect because of your age. Don't get me wrong though, I do enjoy my youth to an extent. I love that I'm at the age where I can still dream big, life is so full of possibilities that my head swims when I think of everything I still have to experience and achieve.

I want to be a writer, I love writing, don't you? I hope you haven't given up on your dreams, I hope you've started living them already, I know how depressed you can feel when you're not being productive. How you sometimes can feel as though you're going nowhere, like you are destined to a life of moribundity, but just remember that you aren't. You can do anything, as long as you don't sit around on your arse just waiting for it to happen to you. Just start small, that's what I'm doing right now. I'm starting a blog so that I can get all those big thoughts out of my head, the ones that make me feel as though I'm drowning, like my head is full of fog. It's a heavy burden to bear, but you know what they say, a problem shared is a problem halved. So if even one person reads my blog then they're helping to unburden me.

So right now I'm homeless, and it's kinda tough, but I do have a lot to be grateful for. There's the lovely people who have let me stay with them, Mike, Karen, Dominic, Christina, Abbie and her mother and brother. These people are wonderful, and without them I don't know where I'd be right now. Probably dissolving into a pool of melancholy, rotting in some hostel. Where are you living? Big, small, grand or humble, I bet I'd love it. I bet it's full of bright colours and shiny baubles, and if it's not then what on Earth happened? You used to love all things tacky and gaudy! Remember your roots, girl!

Are you married? Is he handsome? Although I suppose it doesn't have to be a man, you could be married to a woman. Anything could happen in the space of ten years. But love is love, so take it where you find it (unless that place is a bit illegal) and nurture and cherish it, no matter who you find yourself sharing it with. Please just be happy, wherever you are and whoever it is you're with. Don't let anything get you down. Retain your optimism, it's something I've always admired about you. Please stop being so god damn unmotivated though, it's always bugged me. This is your life, you are in charge of what happens to you (unless the robots have taken over).

Whatever happens, always remember that I love you. To me you symbolise everything that can be. To you I suppose I symbolise everything that has been.

Good luck.
                 Robyn
                            xx

p.s. Today is day #1 of your reinvention, I hope it goes in your favour.

2 comments:

Raelyan said...

This was very touching but funny as fucking hell!!!!!

pocoboo said...

i'll try to make them all like this, just to please you. c:

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