While in High School I was hit by the craze of building a time capsule. I thought it would be cool to open it at a later date with my children and have a glimpse of what my life was like. I remember taking and old box, and just throwing the shit that my Mom wanted me to get rid of. (I killed two birds with one stone!) I figured present-day garbage would be worth good memories in the future. I made some drawings, wrote myself a letter, and sealed it. On the outside of the box I wrote it could not be opened until 25 years later in several different colors, because I knew that some would fade after that time. It was 1992.
Today I found out about a Future Me…..It helps you out with this time capsule thing. It won’t give you a box, but it will send you an email when the time is up. Give it a go, you’ll probably have fun looking inside a window in time talking to yourself.