Dear Future Me, Twenty years from now is a lot of time. I wonder if college will have felt like yesterday or eons ago. I have some hopes and dreams for what I might be doing in twenty years. I've spent a lot of time in the last year or so thinking and stressing over what job might be the most fulfilling to me. Every year my idea of this changes so I really am not sure what I want to do at the moment. Whatever it is, I want to thoroughly enjoy it, as well as the people I am working with. I hope my career inspires me at the least, and even if I had the opportunity to stop working and give up my career, don't. At the end of the day if a marriage doesn't work out, I need to have a career. Moving onto the marriage part, I hope I've found someone who ultimately make me happy and lifts me up. A true partner who helps make this whole life think a hell of a lot easier. Maybe a few kids and definitely a dog. I would have hoped to have a few dogs by time I'm 42. I'm most...