Dearest Danny,
I’m speaking to you from the future (more on that in a moment) and someone has asked me to write you a letter. I wasn’t planning on being in touch because, well, I didn’t want to mess with the whole natural order of things, you know? I’d say I hope you are well, but me being you, I know that you are and you are not. I know exactly what it’s like to be inside that head of ours. I hope you take some comfort in that — that there’s at least one other person out there who really gets you. I have a few pieces of career and relationship advice to give you but I’m not going to because that would mess up your chance to learn the lessons on your own.
All I have to say are these three things: First, you make it to at least 58 years, six months and ten days. Second, I’m not sure the whole destiny thing that they play up in the movies is all it’s cut out to be. Too much pressure. And third, it isn’t any better or worse this far down the road. Life is life. This is it. This is as good as it ever gets. There’s nothing to figure out. The future is a total scam — a hoax. It doesn’t exist. It’s always now. So, I’m actually writing to you from now — the same now you’re in and will always be, so enjoy life now, right now. It’s all there is.
Dan Pallotta is an American entrepreneur, author and humanitarian activist. www.danpallotta.com
