born on April 7th

i used to have a habit of writing reminders to my future self. Whenever i was spiraling or stuck in a depressing moment, I’d leave a note on my calendar for that exact same date, one year later. It was a message sent into the dark, a quiet hope that by the time i read it, things would finally be better.

i haven’t felt the need to do that lately. the perks of having someone to share the heavy moments with has changed everything. but now, I want to start writing to my future self again not to survive the bad days, but to celebrate the good ones. i want next year’s version of me to remember exactly how much joy I’m feeling right now.