and people will find out. they won’t do anything. you’ll stop for a while. but not for long. because the next year will happen fast, and then you’ll be at a new school. because another october will come. and another december. and another january, february, march, june, and more after that, and you’ll heal. how are you? think about it. i didn’t. think about who you are, who you’ll be. you don’t know yet. i don’t know yet. but your future is waiting. and i don’t want to ruin the surprise or anything, but from where i’m standing, it looks like a lot of smartfood popcorn, some sports you thought you’d never try, and a pretty darn great group of friends who (you hope) love you. keep your head high. the lows are only temporary. have hope, or something. sincerely, me.