Dear Future self,
Dear future self i promise to recycle my rubbish
i hope there will be no such thing and climate change when you are older.
More Messages to the Future
Dear Lucy,
The clock ticks, time passes, and the earth and all of its inhabitants move closer to dangerous boundaries we can dimly discern but cannot see clearly.
Dear Future Explorers,
I am often faced with the question: why do I care so much about this pale blue dot that we inhabit?
My dearest children Ameilia and Alivia,
I want you to hear the whispers of the seasons changing. The rustling of leaves as they gracefully cascade down from their limbs in the fall, birds singing in spring, and frogs that serenade the summer night.
Dear My Future Child,
I want to sculpt a world for you where you can play outside without gas masks, an ocean to swim in without toxins, and a thick lively forest for you to wander.
dear me in 2030,
I am smelling burning plastic!
Dear Ellie,
My heart is an ocean of love for all the children facing a life of climate catastrophe.
To My Future Children,
I hope by 2050, our society has taken initiative to be producing energy solely through renewable sources.
dear future children,
As I write this, our world is slowly giving way to climate change.
Dear Tomorrow,
I promise to ride more and drive less.
Dear Seamus and Tuva,
So it’s 2050. If the good people are winning the greater struggle, fossil fuels are a shamefully long chapter of the past, and there has been a full scale awakening to the need for only renewable, clean energy.
To my grandchildren,
Ahora vivo en la ciudad de México y cuando debe de llover no llueve… cuando hace calor de verdad hace calor.
Dear… Parents,
Let us teach our children to volunteer and donate.
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