Dear Future Me

(Thanks Melinda!!)

When you were a junior in college living in Chicago...

You had to take the train to school for 20 minutes each day.

You had a bedroom light that you never dared to touch, due to the fact that it was possessed.

A train passes your apartment every few minutes. You hardly ever notice, anymore, though.

You work at Gap. This has become a very love not so love relationship. You love the people you work with, but hardly love retail. Don't do retail again. For some reason, this job brings out the most bubbly part of your personality. Figure that out.

You have officially become a girl who drinks coffee every single morning.

This was the first year of your relationship with Dunkin Donuts, and you've finally figured out how to want this coffee. Milk, not cream, and light sugar.

The bagel place across the street is to die for.

There is a very friendly man outside the Starbucks around the corner that greets you in the morning. He makes you happy.

You finally made nerdy friends.

You started to eat a lot more healthy.

You literally always wear skirts. Good girl.

You have to wash your car every other week because the train poops on your car. So much.

You work really, really hard. Good girl.

You live by every shop imaginable.

You shop less. Good girl.

Your room is off the kitchen, just like Rory.

Your house has a blue door.

You had a crush on your English teacher. He was an urban gardener with a giant beard, wonderful eyes, and the kindest most wonderful personality.

All you think about is design.

You're getting MUCH better at waking up, hun. Good girl.

Boys are just a thing that exist.

Well...

Most of this is all truth.

:]