A year ago, I used Mail to the Future to send myself the following rather vacuous missive:
You composed this message a year ago, while seated at your desk in the early Friday morning. You were pretty happy, if a little bored. You’d recently become an uncle, just started a new company and were kicking around several other ideas. Hope you had a good year.
I wish I’d thought of something more meaningful to say to myself. I’ll try to do better next year.