2083

I'm documenting the year 2083. It's 2022. In all aspects of people looking up years just like me, it's strange. Why are we looking them up? I agree with a person from a past year, we take the time machine, its broken, its fixed. I agree with them, why keep looking forward? Because you are curious, you want to go so far as there are no definitions anymore. This doesn't have one so I did the same thing. I've been looking around in 2083, it's empty. Honestly, at this point, I just hope my dog's future or rather past grave is okay. I doubt it but. I hope. If you are reading this, venture further. It's your time, have fun, do what you love, even if it's small. That's what you'll wish you did more of, after, or right when you die. I'm sorry, just. Have fun, alright? I might document on another year but, just, live a long time for me alright? Of course, you don't have to but, before the universe ends, enjoy your life. If you hate it so far, find those who love you for you. I honestly thought I wouldn't make it to 2022. But, there's hope I guess. Just, never give up on your life. Please. Well, goodbye, maybe see you in 2084? I'll probably be dead by then, funny.