There's a banner ad above this post right now for The Letter Q, in which, apparently, queer writers share the notes they would write to their younger selves. I think mine would be pretty strange. How could I explain to that boy-crazy girl that, not too much later, she'd be a girl-crazy girl? Oh, yeah, and you're NOT going to run off to Japan to be an animator or to New York to draw for Marvel Comics, you're going to drift around in a few stupid jobs for a while and then become a published writer.
Honestly, the second one probably would have shocked me even more. Not draw? Unthinkable!
If there is a multiverse, I wonder how my life is going in Japan. If I'd have left when I wanted to it would have been an interesting time to try to break into Anime -- 1989. Who knows, maybe I would have colored some cells for Bleach. More likely as a foreigner, I would have never broken in, become destitute and bitter, and would be working as a cashier.
Of course, there's also a universe where I'm driving long-haul truck.
Wow, I just had a flash back to the TV show "Sliders", which dispite its cheesiness, I really liked. It was a clever idea and kind of before its time, in which our heros are sucked through a vortex into various universes in the multiverse.
Where would you be in an alternate universe?
Also, I am overwhelmed by an urge to DANCE this morning. At nine o'clock a-f**king-m. What is wrong with me? (Or, perhaps, what's wrong with the rest of y'all that we don't just turn this coffee shop into a jammin' club!?)