I stopped myself today,
In between keystrokes.
I was deleting folders of death notes,
When I happened upon something.
In between pictures of that last family trip,
And a project that's rotted since May 5th,
I found a message.

A message that was (allegedly) from me, to me.

Dear Mike,
I know things may be tough. You may be going throogh a lot, but I know you can handle it. I'm you, after all. Hang in there.

Someone isn't nearly as smooth as he seems. He misspelled "Through".