You will read this 2 minutes in the future.
Dear FutureMe,
Writing as I sit at a couch in a tiny apartment of an amazing city of Singapore. Another leap year and another leap today. Go out tonight and drink champagne. Just. Just do it...
Dear Andrew,
You wrote this letter sitting from your Clyde & Co desk on August 15th 2012 at 8:58am.
You will hopefully be reading this on your 21st birthday. Here is trusting that everything...
الصراحة مش عاوز اكتب اكتر من ان اد ايه هتكون مفاجأة وانا بقرا الكلام ده
DRINK TO DAT, BOI. you are 21 years, go do something with your life.