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Future Me
« on: September 15, 2009, 12:57:06 PM »
There is a website called FutureMe.org where you can write an email to send to yourself to arrive on  date in the future specified by you.  I have written myself an email which will be delivered to me on my birthday in 2014.

Basically, it outlines my situation today and asks specific questions about how things have turned out.

If you could write an email to your future self - what sort of thing would you say?  If you could email someone else's future being, what would you say to them?

It is possible to read the emails that have been written on that site (they are kept anonymous) and some are really emotional and others just daft!  Im intrigued as to what happened when the 'Future Me' received the email  (eg Written in 2005, delivered in 2008) - how did the recipient feel.

Just musing time..............

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Re: Future Me
« Reply #1 on: September 15, 2009, 01:07:32 PM »
"Dear me, you must have been fucking stupid or pissed to sign up to this.

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« Reply #2 on: September 15, 2009, 01:08:27 PM »
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Re: Future Me
« Reply #3 on: September 15, 2009, 01:23:55 PM »
I sent myself a Telegram like that in 1953.

It never arrived.  sad32:
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« Reply #4 on: September 15, 2009, 02:36:52 PM »
I sent myself a Telegram like that in 1953.

It never arrived.  sad32:
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« Reply #5 on: September 15, 2009, 02:40:58 PM »
I sent myself a Telegram like that in 1953.

It never arrived.  sad32:
Yet...  ;)

Since the Post Office Telegram Service ceased to exist on 1st October 1982 you may as well stop looking out for the messenger boy.
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Re: Future Me
« Reply #6 on: September 15, 2009, 03:02:21 PM »
Exactly, send yourself an e-mail for delivery 10 - 20 years hence and e-mail may no longer exist. Of course, neither might you.  eeek:

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Re: Future Me
« Reply #7 on: September 15, 2009, 03:06:01 PM »
And who would want someone else reading what a twat you were ~ writing to yourself. whacky115
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Re: Future Me
« Reply #8 on: September 15, 2009, 03:16:48 PM »
And who would want someone else reading what a twat you were ~ writing to yourself. whacky115

Rarelady is just a little girl, don't spoil her fun.

She has yet to reach our dizzy heights of jaded cynicism.
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Re: Future Me
« Reply #9 on: September 15, 2009, 03:18:44 PM »
And who would want someone else reading what a twat you were ~ writing to yourself. whacky115

Rarelady is just a little girl, don't spoil her fun.

She has yet to reach our dizzy heights of jaded cynicism.

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Re: Future Me
« Reply #10 on: September 15, 2009, 06:18:42 PM »
There is some death website where you send an email to your contacts once they know you have died. I doubt it works.

Some may recall that I got The Boy (age 8) to write a letter to his 18 year old self. I have it safe, assuming I sruvive another 7 years, which I doubt  noooo:

If he ever gets it it could be an experience, I say no more
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Re: Future Me
« Reply #11 on: September 16, 2009, 05:13:22 AM »
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Re: Future Me
« Reply #12 on: September 16, 2009, 07:43:16 AM »
And who would want someone else reading what a twat you were ~ writing to yourself. whacky115

Awww Some of the letters make quite interesting and moving reading - and I guess I'm just nosey!  ;D


And when does one stop being a little girl? Ive got a 21 year old son!  eeek:

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Re: Future Me
« Reply #13 on: September 16, 2009, 07:46:34 AM »
And who would want someone else reading what a twat you were ~ writing to yourself. whacky115

Awww Some of the letters make quite interesting and moving reading - and I guess I'm just nosey!  ;D


And when does one stop being a little girl? Ive got a 21 year old son!  eeek:


 rubschin: I have a 41 year old son and I have never been a little girl.
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Re: Future Me
« Reply #14 on: September 16, 2009, 07:54:00 AM »
. . when does one stop being a little girl? Ive got a 21 year old son!

Think more along the lines of bus pass and 21 year old grandson . . .
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