How I Uncovered History By Finding A Lost Old Letter | Jazzed About Stuff

I spent the better part of the day rummaging around through piles of forgotten things in my old bedroom. I had broken down the task of cleaning up after decades of memories to a few hours here and there that were taken away from occasional visits to my last childhood home. This time, I turned my focus to the drawers and my closet. Dusty yearbooks were peeking out from underneath mountains of old notepads filled with scribbled interviews in shorthand. I found extra camping dishes waiting patiently in the corner to be used out in the wilderness. However, the most important thing that I had found among the forgotten items was a lost old letter addressed to me.

At the beginning of 2012, I wrote a letter to my future self. It was to be opened at the beginning of 2018. So, sometime in 2017, I had taken the note and hid it in a safe place where no one could find it-including myself. I searched for the letter all throughout the year of 2018, sifting through stacks of papers and magazines that I had had my name printed in them. I was so certain that the letter had slipped out from that pile of documents since they were moved that same day I hid the letter that I stopped looking for them. I declared the letter lost to the undiscovered realms of the universe and continued on in life while trying my best to forget about it.