A Letter to My Younger Self

Hi, Mindy. This may creep you out, but this letter is from you. I mean me. You, only older….or is it me, only younger? What I really mean is that you’re going to be a high school senior this year, but eventually you will grow up to be me, the 41-year-old version of Mindy. Don’t give me that look. Forty-one is not that old, and besides, I’m way smarter than you are. You couldn’t pay me to go back to being you, with that hair and those jeans. Sorry. I’m getting ahead of myself (or it is getting...