One night, as you stumble home late from the bar, you take a turn down an unfamiliar street. A strange feeling comes over you. And suddenly you see a familiar sight... but something is a little off. It's you. But a little different.
You are now face-to-face with yourself, but ten years from now.
You can ask future you five questions. What do you ask?
I don't actually have my answers yet, I still need to think about this. But I have to hit 150 words. If only there were some way to get around this.
You know how there's always that one person in your office who is like a black hole? If you get cornered in the kitchen with them, they will start talking and talking forever... and it's impossible to leave and get back to work. So you start nodding and saying your "cool"s and stuff, but he doesn't seem to get the hint. You know what I'm talking about, right?
Because if you don't, chances are, it's you.