500 years from now, an archaeologist accidentally stumbles on the ruins of your home, long buried underground. What will she learn about early-21st-century humans by going through (what remains of) your stuff?
I’m not like everyone else. I’m unique. I collect elephant figurines, Kokopelli and Buddha statues. I have thousands of notebooks and actual books, and boxes of pens. I think when they dig up the remains of what’s left of my belongings, there are going to be a lot of people scratching their heads. And ya know what? That’s fine by me. I’d love to let the future generations know that there was someone who lived through a horrible time where beheading was normal and no one knew what Peace was, yet this one person has Peace signs, plates and plaques all over her house. Maybe if someone just listened to HER (and her following of course), things would have turned out much differently.
That’s all from me today. The doctor called and screwed everything up. Ryan’s appointment is now for much later in the day, screwing up the time he takes his medicine which is going to make tomorrow (the first day of school) absolutely miserable for him. Awesome. It’s a good thing I actually like this guy. Hope you all manage to have a great day!!