Planting hidden surprises for later.

Yesterday I talked about the practice of leaving presents for future-me. And Larisa told this awesome story in the comments about how her brother used to throw fistfuls of Jolly Ranchers into the backseat of the car to discover later. Exactly. Like that! There are so...

Presents for future me.

Ah, the continuation to yesterday’s public recognition of the pain that comes with realizing just how little I have paid attention to the needs of me-from-next-week. Until next week shows up and then: oh right, I am her. Yesterday was all about acknowledging...
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