Dear Jing,

You have been hurt before. And you have hurt others before. More and more life will accumulate until all but the worst of these hurts is washed away by time. There will be hopes, and joys, and laughter too. There will be pain, and there will be nothing, of course. Those will always be there. But there will be something too.

Love, someone who has loved being part of your something

*****

PO Box 159 at the Brooksdale Post Office is a bit unusual. Every week, it receives letters from many different people from many different times in the future. Many times, the letters are well-wishes and advice from the loved ones of people of our time. Other times, there are dire warnings.

No one seems to know how or why these letters started coming to PO Box 159. They simply appear. The future these letters describe seems to be in constant flux; one day the year 2098 sounds like a dystopian hellscape, the next day a letter will appear describing a garden of Eden.

Emma Reilly, the owner of PO Box 159, shares the letters she receives through this blog (mostly) every Tuesday.