**Dear Young Self**

Don’t you miss when we swing and jumped off playground equipment without a worry in the world. Jumping of a swing while swinging or jumping of a rock wall tower at the playground. What about playing Barbie’s and coming up with crazy role play ideas with them. What about drawing a yellow sun in the corner of your childhood drawings. But now your shadow just sits beside me unbeknownst to me. I now just sit their drawing snakes or writing my thoughts out or drowning out my thoughts with music on volume eleven. So long are the days of carefree playing. I’ve moved on to bigger and better things, but I’ll never forget you. I miss our old adventures together.

**Sincerely, Your Future Self**