Dear Pia,

You are not considering the impact that you are having on the fashion world. Just by walking down the street every day, you are subtly influencing everyone you pass by. Thirty years from now, you and your daily outfits will be recognized as the flashpoint behind a new artistic movement, even though you may just think of yourself as a nuclear physicist.

I’m telling you this now so you will continue to wear your trademark style, but perhaps consider switching to a more comfortable pair of shoes.

Yours in admiration,

A future fashion acolyte

*****

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.