You’ve got a lot of happiness and joy ahead of you. I hope you can sense that happiness.I hope you don’t let it slip away from you. I’m writing because I don’t want you, my 16-year-old self, to carry these regrets with you for the rest of your life.
“Tell it to the cleaning lady on Monday. Because you’ll be dust on Monday. Because I’ll be pulverizing you sometime over the weekend. And the cleaning lady… cleans up… dust. She dusts. And she has weekends off, so… Monday. Right?”