So, in 2005, on something of a whim, I did this thing where you could e-mail messages to your future self. I sent several, to various points in the future. And, well, I just got one back. Past Me had this advice for Present Me: "Don't let yourself become a crazy old cat lady, OK? Go out once in a while and stuff. I mean it." The two things I have been stressing out about rather a lot in the past week or so? The fact that I feel compelled to take in another stray kitten and the fact that I've been even more socially avoidant than usual, which I don't think is good for me.
Oh, me. You know me frighteningly well.
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Sounds like me, too, except for the cat part. (I did buy a new houseplant a couple weeks ago.) Also, I titled this morning's post to my blog similarly to yours, well before I read yours. I think we know each other a little too well. (This is exactly why we're SSFH's.)
ReplyDeleteYou can be the crazy plant dude. There was one of those on Doctor Who once.
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of that scheme. Pity it's not still going now, or I might have a go at it.
ReplyDeleteActually, it would make a good meme, too - just as things like what you would tell your 18-year-old self.
I find it easy enough to think of things I'd like to tell my younger self, but then my science fictional sensibilities kick in with warnings about altering the timelines, and I decide I couldn't risk telling her anything at all. At least talking to Future Me doesn't involve any time paradoxes. :)
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ReplyDeleteSome of the things that one might typically warn one's younger self against have, in retrospect, become learning experiences. In the depths of the nightmares, I might have wanted to warn myself, but I'm not sure I would now.
Yeah, same here. I really didn't enjoy living through some of it, but I'm not entirely unhappy with the way it all came out.
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