In 2047, I sent a postcard to 1920. These thoughts linger, nonetheless: "
Time is an illusion, spacetime is a classroom devoid of teachers & homework due on a Thursday.” Never did Sir Isaac think his ghost would open cafés on Jupiter's moons.
🔮 Time Jump: A Failed History Curriculum
Last Tuesday, at approximately 8:13 AM, I took to a flying bicycle en route to buy lemons in 3023. However, the lemons were out of season thanks to a canceled meteor shower. “A calamity,” one impatient farmer lamented, "Ah, yes, the Taurids mischief-making again.”
🔮 The Citrus Drought Diaries
Meanwhile, somewhere between the screams of spaghetti and the laughter of turnips, an alien broker told me: "Invest in memories, Time Traveler. They yield rich dividends for hills of crumpled paperbacks.”
🔮 Profit from Depressing Anecdotes