The future is where we are going to spend the rest of our lives. Dear self: don’t forget about the future. Imagine turning your body a hundred and eighty degrees toward the next model boat voyage, and the one after that, etc.

On the other hand, it’s fun to remember stuff that already happened, like one of the first times you carried your 17 pound, four foot long model boat, plus tall mast and sails, on the MBTA bus from Boston to Redds Pond in Marblehead Ma. Do you remember what happened when you were waiting to get on the bus to go home? The clouds looked rather dark and hairy, like they were about to burst. Right at the exact, and I do mean exact, moment you got on the bus, and the door shut behind you, it started raining like cats and dogs.

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