The Visitor

This morning my future self visited me via a time machine.

The future Brooks had a full head of dark hair, no wrinkles or scars, and a happy attitude. The future me said they figured out how to make everyone better in all ways.

I got excited and said I can’t wait for the future.

And then I thought about it and said if the future was so exciting, why would I come back and visit myself.

The future me said, “I missed you.”