4.07.2008

A letter to my 11-year-old self

Hey Eric,

It's Eric - 31-year-old Eric. You're probably wondering why I'm writing you. Well, it's because Kansas is playing for the championship in basketball again 20 years later. It's been awhile since I've been in Lawrence, but I will tell you that it's a lot bigger now.

20 years doesn't seem to be that long ago, but you're in grade school right? Wow. You're probably wondering what your 31-year-old self is doing. Well, in an effort to not create some crazy vortex paradox or anything other word that has a scary "x" in it, I'll just say "you made it this far, dude!" Now, it might not seem fair, but I will say that your road will be a little curvy, but don't let it throw you.

20 years can pack a lot of changes. The game is tonight - yes, I'm writing you before it takes place so as not to create some sort of Back to the Future II alternate reality. So as you go about doing your 11-year-old stuff, remember to hug others often.

I'll see you in the mirror and photographs.

Later,

Eric

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