I am packing up my life here in San Francisco, leaving it in a storage facility, unsure of when I’ll see it again. For all intents and purposes, I’m leaving a time capsule. It got me to thinking about the other unintentional time capsules I have created – one in the basement of my Uncle’s apartment building in 2003 when my mom and I moved in with her boyfriend and the other in my best friend’s mother’s basement in 2012 when I decided to move to San Francisco. When I go back to Connecticut in January, I’ll actually have to sort through both. I’m so curious to know what I thought was so important to save and store since I literally have no idea what could be in those boxes. This is also making me question my packing choices at the moment.

Should I leave a note in their for my future self? 🙂