In 5th grade we had to write letters to our 20 year old selves. I’m so glad my mom saved this…



Dear Future Me,

Hello me! Mr. Clark made us write letters to our future selves in computer class. You are probably reading this on a giant projection screen above your bed and there is a voice talking the words while you play with your husky puppy. How is life? Do you have a boyfriend yet? Do you still like tacos? Do they still serve tacos in 2014? I would cry if they do not. I really hope you do not have to eat freeze-dried tacos like the astronauts. The freeze-dried ice cream is not bad, but I would cry if all tacos were freeze-dried in the future. Our letters have to be ten sentences long. This is the last sentence so I hope your life is nice and you have a cool job.

Stuff Happens

P.S. Here is a picture of a taco in case you forgot.