Ok, so I am officially a weirdo: Two years ago I wrote myself a letter, with the description “don’t open before the 31st of may 2003”.
I just remembered the letter and was tempted to open it. But then again, I guess it is a better test of willpower to leave it inside my drawer unopened for a while longer.
All my friends urge me to burn the letter instead, heh.
My 12th grade English teacher had us all write letters to ourselves that she would mail us 4 years later. It’s been almost a year since I received mine. Still haven’t opened it – I remember just enough about what I wrote to know that I don’t want to read it.