Dear Future Self (I’d say from the “Year 2000” like Conan O’Brien used to but 10 years from now is about 20 years into the year 2000 so – awww who cares….In the year 2000….In the year 2000),
How was that time you were on Jeopardy? Was it all you hoped and then some? Did you go for a true daily double? Did Trebek chuckle at your stories during that mid-game interview? I’m sure you rocked it and probably cleared a whole category on your own. It was probably a cool category too like Before & After or Rhyme Time. Though, if you cleared any category related to literature, language, or science, I’m still impressed. Hell, the fact that you made it on the show is impressive.
Now that the Daughter is getting ready for her driver’s permit, are you ready for that? I mean seriously. Are you ready for her to burn out your clutch? It’s only fair. You almost burned out Mom’s clutch when you were learning to drive. God knows you potentially gave her whiplash as you learned how to time the clutch and the gas pedal. Hopefully you have already bought a neck brace or have invested in a chiropractor. Just remember to laugh and not yell. Clutches can be replaced. Learning to drive only happens once.
The book was cool too. The fact that you have it on Amazon is pretty sweet. I hear that you did manage to get an agent which is pretty much right up there with Jeopardy. The fact that they are optimistic about getting at least a limited release is pretty cool. Keep on writing. Obviously.
This letter almost sounds like a kids wish list but honestly, over the past ten years, you really stayed focused. I could list a bunch of clichés here but, thankfully, you haven’t changed that much that clichés make you throw up a little in your mouth. At any rate, it’s impressive to see where you are at the age of 44. What’s next? Travel? Living abroad? Whatever it is, keep on going!
You, ten years younger
That’s what it is now. As far as the eye can see. There is no green. There is no blue. It’s just varying shades of brown. The wind blows the brown around the dusty blue sky, which isn’t even really blue when you look at it. It’s the mind’s eye that makes it blue, a shared memory, passed down through the generations.
The vastness stretches for thousands of miles with newly exposed mountain ranges and crevices, once hidden by the blue oceans, are now the predominant landscape. There is nothing but the harsh jagged edges of the rocky terrain, thirsting.
The buildings are standing and inside, there are histories that talk of the once great planet that was here. The diversity of life was like no other planet known. The species that evolved and adapted over time could not adapt to the damage that was done in the long run. It was just too much. The pictures in the books and the film discs leave these amazing images though of the splendor of what this planet once was.
There were oceans that stretched from one city to another, filled with creatures, plants, minerals that kept the planet alive. Now, they were dust and death. They once overflowed and reclaimed the planet, but then the skies filled with chemicals and sucked the very essence from them.
In a few more centuries, the planet may restore itself but it is not a definite thing. The life was choked out of it and now it is forced to reset itself. The people fled in a biblical fashion but the arcs they created would have put the 40 cubit by 40 cubit ship to shame.
The true question is did they learn their lesson as they fled their home? Did they realize that they need to preserve the ocean as much as the air? Did they learn how to create energy that didn’t kill? Did they learn to appreciate the most amazing thing they had?
This post was written as part of the January NaBloPoMo. The theme for this month is energy. Today’s post was “What is your biggest concern about the future of the environment?” I really played with this theme and think for the rest of this week’s prompts, I’m going to stretch my creative muscles and really have fun with this one!