Dear Earth,
I promise to pick up trash.
Al mio piccolo, grandissimo bambino,
Hai compiuto da poco 1 anno e giusto ieri hanno annunciato la scoperta di 7 pianeti che potrebbero racchiudere in essi la possibilità di sviluppare, o aver già sviluppato, vita a livello organico.
Querido amanhã,
Eu quero esse mundo melhor para você, onde o povo tem voz, seja lá quem você seja, eu vou fazer se tudo para proporcionar um mundo melhor para você.
Dear Tomorrow,
I promise to buy organic food and run more and bike more! (I could use the exercise.)
Dear Me of 2050,
I promise that I will plant more trees in places where there are none.
Dear ACS, LG, CM, MCD, AH, MS, AS, GL, and ERD,
I commit to demanding that politicians that want my vote, my time, my substantial help and expertise are people who seek to address climate change seriously and talk about it boldly.
Dear tomorrow,
The blue sky will no longer be grey, and the bleak clouds will be vibrant.
Dear Tomorrow,
This is just the beginning. It’s the accrual of little seeds of change that will lead to the tree of revolution.
Dear loved ones in the future,
Even if it pains me to imagine how things are back home in Puerto Rico at the moment, I know things will flourish again. The land will heal, but we need to help it.
Dear Tomorrow,
I promise to put in a rain catcher tank.
I promise to take shorter showers.
Dear Tomorrow,
I promise to drive less and walk more.
Dear Tomorrow,
I promise to ask five of my friends to plant trees.