Write a letter to your 100-year-old self.

Today is your 100th birthday.

You started off Rocky but you landed on your feet.

You found love in the last half of your life and it was worth it.

You found fame+ joy in the last half of your life and it was worth it.

You continue to talk your shit and backing it up, so worth it.

You’ve asked to make sure you’re really dead before putting you in the burner because duh! So worth it.

You ask the universe to be kind to those you leave behind and if it’s time to go. You are told well done.

Happy birthday young old man!

Where would you go on a shopping spree?

Such an open question…..

If it concentrated in one area, it would be Mall of America.

If it’s one store, it would be Target. Hopefully it still has physical media, I’d clean up in the vinyl department.

What is your middle name? Does it carry any special meaning/significance?

Can’t tell you all.

How has a failure, or apparent failure, set you up for later success?

I’m still processing this. I don’t have an answer but as part of my March challenge, I want to answer the prompt question every day this month.

What are three objects you couldn’t live without?

Books

Journal

Pen

What experiences in life helped you grow the most?

facing my fears of being alone and queer

graduating college after 10 years part time

Do you believe in fate/destiny?

I do.

You were meant to read this.

You were meant to adjust your neck while reading.

You were meant to think about this question and ponder your own response.

It was fate that said; fuck this but liking the post because you don’t want to look like an asshole.

It was clearly destined.

©️Marcus Caesar