Dear Kate, Katy, Katherine, Katy-Kit-Kat (for like a day until brent meg and I realized it was like the kkk),
So heres an email to myself in five years! So in 2020. Wow do you know in that year...
Dear me,
I don't seem to Picture or imagine anything less than helping people and meeting needs. I know I cannot possibly meet everyone's needs and solve all the problems going on in the world....
mažuli, su mūsų Alavinėm vestuvėm ;) siunčiu daug bučiniu ;)
Labas mama! Čia aš - Karolina. Kai rašau man trylika, o tavo realybėje man jau aštuoniolika. Esu pilnametė, turbūt sukėliau daug galvos skausmo kai man buvo 14-16 metų. Bet tikiuosi tu...
To Hania!
I'm writing this letter in a year that has been trying in the most unexpected of ways. Facing a pandemic, a shitty college, loads of assignments, presentations, exams, feeling light...