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October 29th, 2024

Hey, it’s me from 2024. Exactly a year after everything you went through in 2023. Honestly, it feels surreal looking back. I believed we'd never get out of that state — yet here we are, a year later, and it really doesn’t matter anymore.

A lot has changed, but some things remain the same.

First off: We’re no longer unemployed! In fact, we have two jobs now — crazy, right? After how things fell apart last year, we landed our first job in November. And it’s remote! No more waking up at 4:30 AM, dragging ourselves out of bed, or dreading every workday. Now, we actually love what we do, and the pay? Beyond what we imagined. We're into copywriting and branding now, which is wild, considering all we knew before was SEO. Two remote jobs with companies based in Singapore — who would’ve thought we’d end up here?

As for love, well, not much has changed. And strangely, we’re okay with that. We’ve realized that life is about so much more. Sure, there are still moments of loneliness, but we’ve learned that it’s better to be at peace on our own than to feel lonely with someone else. What happened last year? Yeah, it was tough, but today it barely stings.

Honestly, we’re more ourselves now — or maybe even better. The confidence, the peace, the faith — they’ve come back. It was all part of God’s plan, and we see that clearly now.

This year has also been about setting boundaries — learning when to say no, knowing what drains us, and protecting our peace. It’s been enlightening, even if some realizations were hard to swallow. But deep down, we knew these lessons were coming.

Oh, and we finally left the country! Sure, it was for work, but still, it’s something we’ve never done before.

Overall, it’s been a good year. Not perfect, but meaningful. I can’t wait to revisit this letter next year. Whatever happens, this is proof that things do get better — no matter how dark it feels in the moment.

With love,

You from 2024

 

In another life, corporate life feels peaceful. Mornings are calm as you get ready, breathing in the fresh air. The first touch of sunlight accompanies your commute, setting the tone for the day ahead. In this life, work isn't a burden—it's fulfilling. You walk into a job you enjoy, surrounded by the familiar clicking of keyboards and the steady hum of colleagues in their element. Laughter echoes over lunch, friendships form over shared jokes, and harmless gossip fills the air by the coffee machine at 3 p.m.  

In another life, corporate life doesn’t drain your soul. You leave on time, guilt-free, with no lingering obligations. You come home tired, but satisfied—ready to embrace tomorrow with anticipation. There are no blaring alarms, no endless traffic jams that leave your body aching. No overbearing middle management watching your every move. No burnout.  

In another life, corporate life isn’t so bad.

 

I ache for things I have no memory of, perhaps memories from a life lived elsewhere. Like gathering with a circle of friends in my late twenties, those who meet every few months, who remind me of life's simple joys and the truth that we never truly outgrow one another. I yearn for a work-life so balanced it doesn't crush my spirit, where choosing between mental health and the world outside isn’t a daily struggle. I dream of stepping out my door with purpose, with the quiet thrill of wanting to be somewhere. Instead, I’m left with vague memories that feel borrowed from another lifetime, while in this one, I stand alone, surrounded by the absence of what I crave.

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