To my Future

Dear My Future,

I know you're going to be here eventually. I think I've been waiting all my life for you to come around and pop up. Are you behind a bush? A tree? Maybe, you've got Potter's invisible cloak?...Okay, bad pop culture reference. I'm sorry that I must have burned your eyes reading this.
Well anyways, Mr. Future, I've been working up a list of questions about what's going on with you:
1.) How will I look like in the future?
I hate to be vain, but it's kind of odd. I can tell what other people look like 10 years from their age, but for some reason, the mirror just won't let me vision myself...Is it because my mentality is blocking out what will be expected of me? Maybe. Will my skin improve? Will it get worse? Will I have a freak accident damaging parts of my body? Will I experience a break up so bad that I binge for weeks or not eat at all? Maybe.
2.) Will I ever marry?
I always expect to. I'm sure that every woman does have that expectancy, but you know, not all women who want to marry get married. Will I end up using a dating site? Will I have to settle with someone who loves me, but I don't really love them? I'd hate for that to happen. I expect myself to get married. In fact, I know, eventually, someone will come strolling along and we'll connect. I just don't want that sort of time to be late. You know, late for me to have kids. Just saying. Which follows up to my next question...
3.) Will I have kids?
I want to eventually, but I don't want to be some sort of single mother. I think that job is too difficult and the child just doesn't get the same experience when their parents aren't together. I want to have a husband who will be father potential and children who aren't brats. I'll beat my kids, but I don't know when it will become too much or too little. Their entire life starts to shape when they're toddlers. I have to treat them in between to get the best results...I just don't know.
4.) Will I be successful? Will I accomplish some goals? Make money?
With enough effort, I'll become a dermatologist like I wanted to be. With extreme effort, I might land an acting role here and there...Yet, science has never been my core subject. Acting is out of range in American media for Asians.

Dear Amy,
I guess you'll figure out when I get there, eh? I mean, you can't expect me to spill all the beans. You got to do a lot of work for yourself!
To be honest though child, you know, I'm always changing. When you change, so do I. Let's say this, if something happens to me on the journey, when I finally get there, you'll see what I'm like. Sorry to say this Amy, but there isn't an answer to your future. You just got to figure it out when it finally arrives--when I do. Hell, when I do, we should go out and drink (mountain dew cause that stuff is dope) to your success. I'm not saying you're going to become some elite dermatologist or world renowned actress, but I'm saying we should drink to your small successes. You'll rescue a life, cook a meal that your sweetie will love, buy a dress that makes you look hot, paint your nails a bright color to make your mood happier, and just give your friend a hug. That's all you really need out of me. That's all I can really guarantee. You know why? It's because those things are what make you happy now. In the future, they can change. I'm saying we should constantly be drinking to your success because you're always doing something worth remembering.

Sincerely,
Your Future

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This was a bit of a random post. Kind of like a pep talk to myself and just being random in the night.