Dear Past Self,

I know by now you've just watched Sleepless in Seattle and feeling all loved up, feeling that someday you'll find someone but you so wish it was now. Well, I can't tell you what happens in the future, can't tell you what job you've got now, but all I can say is wait.

Wait and all that stuff you dream of, the romance, the flowers, the dates, the snuggling in front of a sofa cuddling each other, warming each other, sharing each other's laughter and love, is coming soon.

It won't be tomorrow, it might not even be this week, but someday soon, he'll show, you just have to hold in, keep smiling, get on with your projects after projects - they're being noticed. People are reading, people are watching and you'll sit down when you've finally had a chance to breathe and settle down as Mr Right is sleeping beside you to write this letter to you, my past self, to say "it happens".

So go to sleep, you've got work early tomorrow, and things will be just right. Oh, and enjoy Friday! I know you will!

Yours Lovingly,

Your Future Self