It’s not because I’m feeling sentimental or anything, but because I recently watched the episode of Parks and Recreation where the people of Pawnee argue over what should go in their time capsule.
For the record, the Twilight books will not be in my time capsule.
The whole time capsule idea popped into my head today as I was struggling to get through a difficult Wednesday.
I found myself forming the following Deep Thought: “Today is definitely not one for the time capsule!”
And that’s the way life is, right? Not every day is epic, should be remembered with a dreamy diary entry, or really even worthy of the twenty-four hours wasted on it.
If you live to be 70 years old, you’re probably going to experience at least 10 years worth of days like I had to contend with today.
The key is to just survive, and see if tomorrow deserves a spot in the time capsule.
If I wanted to find a silver lining in which to wrap this day before dropping it over the side of a cliff to be lost forever, it would have to be that maybe today was so blah because I actually had a rather exciting weekend for once.
The lifestyle clearly being one of humor, philosophy, running, writing, horrible dating stories, and plenty of Trump jokes.
I also had a great conversation with my producer about the TV series I’m writing about my time in college.
He sounds confident about getting the series made, and when I lamented that my laptop was dying and slowing down production of new episodes, he told me he would add the cost of a new laptop to the budget he was putting together for the Pilot.
Yes, I’d very much like to see the series go into production, and getting a new laptop would not be the worst thing to ever happen to me.
So double the excitement on that one.
Finally, and I really hesitate to even mention this because I’m extremely superstitious and just know this will jinx everything, but it really makes my point about it being an awesome weekend so I kind of have to share it…
That’s all I’m willing to say. If you choose to read this post a second time, please skip over those two paragraphs to decrease the chances of cursing something good.
So maybe now you’ll understand why I felt today wasn’t time capsule worthy.
It’s because this weekend definitely was.
If you were to bury a time capsule, what would you put in it for future generations to unearth?