Back to the future – A service has been invented through which you can send messages to people in the future. To whom would you send something, and what would you write?
Dear Rustic of the Future,
How is the world like forty, maybe fifty years from where this letter originates?
Do you remember those days when you typed away on the black keyboard?
Do you recognize the ones who have once hurt you?
Do you recall the times when you drank late into the nights, and woke in dawn to down another glass of whisky?
Where you are, are those words that sprawled across the screen now worth a thing?
Where you are, did those people who have upset you been out to harm you again?
Where you are, is your liver dying from the abuse, or are you still fine and continuing your mindless drinking?
I wish you could write me a note to tell me too, what life had been. Maybe I’ll stop making those mistakes; maybe I could arrest the agony.
Or maybe, it’s too late…