A letter from June 11th, 2020

Time Travelled — 12 months

Peaceful right?

Dear FutureMe, This is the last of these that I am going to write this week. What strange days we are having. I feel like a lot of people must be feeling the same thing. I got my hair cut and colored for the first time since January? February? It felt so good to do something so normal, even if I did get my temperature checked when I came in and wore a mask. Working at the Park has normalized all this strangeness. I think I'd like to send this letter one year into the future to see if I'm still feeling the whole park thing. I'd really like to teach and create some programming, I think, but I'm willing to do this contact station stuff to get experience. It is fun to be in the middle of everything. Sometimes people are jerks and have no idea how to act in a park or how to even stop at a stop sign. It rained all night last night, which made me feel really odd. For some reason, I kept waking up and thinking about the campers. So dumb. Then, I thought about September 11th, 2001 and when the rain started to fall a few days after and I just worried that they couldn't get in the buildings to find anyone in the rain. I thought that 9/11 was going to be the most significant thing that I've lived through, but this is proving to be much more so. The state is opening back up again and I think that we are collectively starting to ignore the virus altogether to get back into the world. I know that we are lucky; we both have our jobs, but I know that those things can be taken away. I wonder if Francis will still be alive in a year. I wonder if he will have beat brain cancer and be running again. I can't believe he doesn't have health insurance. It ******* sucks that if he survives this, he and his family will owe obscene debts to the hospitals. Why can't we just take care of our people? Society's ills are making me sick. I watched this show called "#blackAF" on Neflix. It was really good and eye opening, but it also made me realize that wealth is something that separates everyone. Race too, and gender, and ********* and religion....but success in a monetary way really helps. But even money can't stop traffic stops and so forth. OK....I'm going to send this. Me

Epilogue

almost 3 years later

Francis...

A trela mnhots few ddei. .

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