Today has been a bit of a lazy day. I didn't get back from seeing Prince of Persia last night until 1AM. Side Note: Awesome movie! I mean, if you love cheesy movies with cheesy slow motion action secquences, deus ex machina, and video game plots, then you'll like it. Which I do. I honestly can't wait until it comes out on DVD). Anyway, when I got home I figured since I was up late anyway, I spent a good amount of time reading City of Ashes, and I still got up at 8:30 this morning for no reason whatsoever. I really did not have any energy for anything beyond working on a few crochet projects and attempting to finish up my Star Ocean playthrough. So, being productive and working out will continue tomorrow! Yes, that it will. Or perhaps tonight. I can still technically do something before going to bed.
So, this post is sort of to 30-year-old Heather (egads, that sounds... weird) and also to 20 year Heather so that she remembers she wants to do these things.
Which, by the way is the first thing. I hope that 30-year-old me has stopped chickening out of doing the things you (I) dream of doing. For example, I'm hoping that you didn't decide that studying abroad in Japan was too hard or too scary. I'm also hoping that after you graduated you worked as hard as you could to get into that program so you could live in Japan for a year. If you did that and didn't get in, I understand. Then again, I suppose you could have changed your mind and found another dream? However, considering the me you were ten years ago, I highly doubt that.
I wonder if you're married. Although, again, judging from the me you are in 2010, I'm not too confident in that. I hope you prove me wrong. With all the crazy I'm currently planning for you, you might not have time.
What I hope most of all is that you kept the people you were important to you, and that you still realize that they're important so that you work to keep them. That, no matter what goals you achieve and which ones you don't, that there's always someone there that has your back. And whenever they need someone? That you're there for them too. But, as I keep saying, 20-year-old you doesn't think that's going to be a problem.
Sincerely (cause, you know, saying "Your friend" or "Love" in this case is weird),
20-year-old you
P.S. Man, I'll bet the English teacher you are now probably wants to strangle past you. I know when I go back and read the stuff 10-year-old Heather wrote, I cringe every few seconds.
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