The year is 2026, & you have tickets to see Hilary Duff in two days. She’s hotter now than Lizzie McGuire ever thought about being. Eminem dropped an album a couple years ago, with some of the most brilliant newspaper-obituary marketing I’ve ever seen. He’s brilliant, still. Oh, and the Stones just dropped their sixteenth chart topping album a couple Fridays ago.
If this isn’t the era of the comeback, I dont know what else it could be.
Unfortunately though, some things have changed over the last ten years. You stopped writing, like this anyways. You no longer tell the truth so boldly. I dare say you may have forgotten how much you really care. Or, it may be you now care too much. A few things did not go the way you were sure they would. The one thing you were most sure of, turns out to be someone you just used to know. You are really (& I mean REALLY) going to fuck up, a couple of times. You will make a decision for yourself, & it still remains the only decision you’ve ever made solely for you and no one else. It’s one of the only right decisions you’ve ever made though. You will feel like a lot happens, and also like you haven’t made enough happen. You do finally go to therapy. It changes your life.
I’m not writing this so you avoid some wrong turns, or maybe alter our present reality. I only want you to know the perseverance does pay off. I did, eventually, find my way back to you. I’ve not felt this close to you and this version of us in ten years. & it is, genuinely, so good to see you. Let’s do this again, soon?
