Letters to the past.

​​​Dearest Teenage Me,

Oh, girlfriend. Having the time of your life over there, aren't you? Of course you are. You're young. You're free. You're mostly independent. A little lost sometimes, maybe, not always quite sure of your next step, but you have ideas and dreams and that's enough for now, isn't it?

It is.
People are gonna try to tell you that it's not. They'll get on your case for being a dreamer and a fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pantser. They're gonna tell you that you need plans and not maybe...