So, in need of a little cheering up, I finally opened up my 5th grade time capsule. It's not nearly as profound an experience as you may think and a million times funnier. My letter to myself was pretty much, "Well, I hope you're happy and not impoverished. I'm going to middle school. That scares me." True 'nough 10 year old me, true 'nough.
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