Dear GF of July 2012,
Hello there. How are you? I hope you are alive and well and all that rot. Please tell me you’re making more money than you were when I wrote this and that at least some of our debt is paid off. Oh, I guess you have no way to tell me that since we don’t have a time travel machine. Blast! I can talk to you, but you can’t reply. Fine. This will be a one-sided conversation then. Hm, I could be very juvenile about this and tell you that you smell and have cooties, but since you’re me, I won’t.
What can a person from the past really say to someone from the future? It’s not like I can give you any stock tips or anything. What do I really have to say to you? You know everything I could have to say since you are, in fact, me, just an older version. So, I’ll just say the following:
I hope you’re happy with the hair that I painstakingly grew out for you. I am enduring the awkward, mullet-phase so that you can have a decent head of hair. Enjoy my sacrifice.
Remember to take the animals to the vet and get the car serviced.
Take good care of my shoes.
GF of July 2011