Tidying up some of my papers, decluttering the past, I found a handwritten note (in my hand writing)…
The road to monkey heaven is
a) paved
b) littered
c) barricaded with good intentions
While I’ve really liked finding the various ‘message in a bottle’ that I’ve some how sent to the future me, some of them are very mysterious, and I wonder if I’ve just found them too soon – that they were planned to be read by the more advanced me. Or maybe just unexpected marginalia from the past.
