...I'd be the first human being to plant his boot on the red sands of Mars.
I idolized Neil Armstrong as a child, dreamed of joining the space program, exploring strange, new worlds with Captain Kirk and his Vulcan first officer...
Okay, so I had trouble discriminating between reality and fantasy.
Actually, it's a condition that persists to this day.
A local artist group encouraged me to explore what might have been by handing out blank postcards and asking participants to imagine a message from a future self.
Immediately, I knew what I was going to write.
I created the accompanying art work as well---the front appears here and if you want to read the text of the message I wrote to myself from seventy years in the future, go to my blog, Beautiful Desolation.
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