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Dear 20-22 year old Alicia,

I wonder what you are doing right now... if I was to go back in time that is. I had a strange visit from you tonight in the form of poetry, short stories and obituaries. I think you would be happy to know that after all these years you are still just as bizarre. I wish I could remember what inspired you and where you thought you would be now. Here. In the future...well present. I bet you would have never guessed this life for yourself. I bet you would have never thought you would be so funny either. I mean we've always been funny, since childhood, but c'mon, we're are amazingly funny now. We're kinda hot too. Oh and we have red hair. We also went blond for a short time. I know for a fact you didn't see that one coming.

The next few years will be a great learning experience for you, but it isn't until now, the present time, that you will finally start to feel what true happiness is. So don't get frustrated. I mean if I could go back and change things, take some things back, erase mistakes and people I would. But I think you need to go through it in order to become me, here, in this moment.

So I guess I just wanted to say thanks and maybe hang in there. Maybe there will be a crazy glitch in the internet world and a time portal will open up for a short amount of time that will allow current things to be visible to you. You'll just be sitting there on your live journal, searching other peoples live journals, and boom - you're linked to my blog, and you read this, and I blow your mind. Maybe later, in 2006, you will get a facebook friend request from our current self and we can tag each other in photos and chat. Maybe instead of current me finding past me, past me will find current me. Now every time I see a new message notification I will take a deep breath and click it wondering if it's you.

Talk soon.