Dear Me,
I’m trying to reflect onto the future, but naturally the light is too slow, and illumination eludes me. No one can see what is through the dark door that is the future, we can only pick the threshold through which we seem to strut so confident. If you ask why people had their heads in the sand, know that obliviousness can be bliss. If you ask why there was so much inertia regarding so many issues, know that effort causes uncertainty. If you ask why we didn’t do more, know that it is hard to look at the past from the future, but that is what we must do now to create the change we want, that we need.