At this point in my life everyday is kind’ve weird. I feel like I’m living in the past and every moment I live is just a memory that my future self is remembering.
Future me is looking at past me right now and laughing because of how worried and confused past me was.
Well can you share the joke future me and tell me why my Life is so funny.
Tell me why the feelings I have right now are futile. Why they are a waste of time.
How you know that everything turned out fine because your living in the future and you know that I found that thing, my thing, my niche.
Tell me something LIKE THAT.
From where I’m standing I can’t laugh because I don’t know what happens next.
Tomorrow I’m going to live in another memory. Tell me future me who is remembering this memory that I’m remembering; do I feel any different once I put down this pen?
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