When I was eight years old I made a 25-year time capsule, which sadly got lost and I never got to open it. I’ve been experiencing some rather childish and useless bitterness over this, so in an effort to get over myself and have some fun in the process, I’ve decided to start again and make a new time capsule. I bought a box for it a couple of days ago (a kiler box!), and I’ve set a date of 16 November for the sealing ceremony. If all goes to plan, I’ll be opening it up again on 16 November 2035.
Thinking of things to put in the capsule seems like much more of a heavy responsibility now than it did when I was a kid. I read somewhere that cultural anthropologists find most time capsules boring, as they include a lot of very general information that these days can be looked up on Google, and they don’t cointain very much in the way of personal letters, photos, and evidence of what daily life for the participants was like at the time of the sealing.
With that in mind, I’ve got about a hundred days to try to sum up my life in 2010, in a way that future-me will hopefully find interesting and enlightening.