Letter to Yourself by Abby

Dear future me,

     You do not exist yet. The fascinating thing about life is that you are unknown. I can decide who you are by living as I am now.

     I envy your knowledge. You know more than me, the outcomes of my choices. But I know today more than you will ever know.

     Are you my destiny? When I become you, I will be able to look on my past. I will be able to see this person writing a letter, see the choices she made that day, and how, in retrospect, they came together to form this future-me that I inhabit. From that perspective, none of the choices I made could be wrong- each led me to that future-me. But this is not how I live my life.

     You are the future, but I can only ever live in the present. And what wonderful place it is to live; where I can look upon the actions of my past, hope for the happenings of my future, and stand as a filter in the stream of time that moves past me and through me. I ask myself what I am doing with the life that is passing. I worry that I haven't done much, because one day the future will run out. I will have only the past to see. But there, I will see that everything was as it should be. 

     Because in the present, I notice and observe the world. I aim to realize the importance of each fleeting second. I have decided to construct each day so I could say I lived what I could. That I tried my best. That I was thankful for my days.
     Here I am.

Love,
     Me today.