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Write a letter to your 100-year-old self.

Dear 100 Year Old Self

I don’t know exactly where to address this as I don’t expect you to be here when you’re 100 years old.

Stranger things can happen.

So I left you this vinyl record. You may have remembered Leslie Feist singing this at a Canadian music awards in a tribute to the late Gord Downey, this is for you.

Play the whole album, but especially listen to this song. It’s a good life if you don’t weaken.

For for a good life
We just might have to weaken
And find somewhere to go

Go somewhere we’re needed
Find somewhere to grow
Go somewhere we’re needed
Find somewhere to go
Let’s go somewhere we’re needed
Find somewhere to grow
Go where we’re needed

After that, I’ve left you a second record. The new Cure album is fantastic. Please play the second song. It is called.

Nothing is Forever

Promise you′ll be with me in the end

Say we’ll be together, and that you won′t forget

However, far away (however far away)

You will remember me in time

Promise you’ll be with me in the end

Say we’ll be together and with no regret

However, far away (however far away)

You will remember me tonight

But music is forever. I left you a few more albums as well. Don’t skip the St. Vincent records, they are really good.

Warm Regards

K Mark Schofer

One response to “Postage Prepaid”

  1. vermavkv Avatar

    This is a beautifully imaginative and deeply personal piece. The idea of leaving vinyl records for your 100-year-old self is both nostalgic and touching, using music as a bridge across time. I especially love how the songs become messages—reminders about life, growth, memory, and connection.

I would love to hear you opinion as well

I’m Mark

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A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.

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