Over the course of 13 years, I wrote 365 Future Emails to my 2020 self, one for each day of the year. It was pretty interesting to see myself "age" in fast-forw

Over the course of 13 years, I wrote 365 Future Emails to my 2020 self, one for each day of the year. It was pretty interesting to see myself "age" in fast-forward like that. The first handful of letters were pretty lame -- very short, lolsorandom-style stuff. Towards the end I was using it more like a journal, often writing many paragraphs per email. What did I glean from it all? I don't know. It wasn't as mindblowing as I had hoped, frankly. Mostly I was struck by the sad reality that I had failed to predict what would be interesting to my future self. It reminded me of how, as a teenager, I had filled many pages of my journal talking about an MMORPG I was addicted to, rather than how I felt towards my siblings, or my spiritual beliefs, or a funny joke I heard at school, etc. Another sad irony was that the older I got, the more I wrote -- but when I read the letters, the more recent they were, the less interested I was in them. I wanted to read thousands of words written by my 15-year-old self, but all I got was a few sentences. Oh well. Maybe those longer passages will be interesting to 40-year-old me.