CANDLELIT CHRONICLES: HISTORIC HAUNTS

It's 12-12-12! And the World Hasn't Ended!

Nor, so far, as it been the End of Civilization as We Know It, and Emperor Ming hasn't arrived...





December 12, 2012: Pretend a time machine sends you a letter from your future self—ten or twenty or thirty years from now. What will that letter say? Write it.








I am slowly surviving Dec. 12. (or, 12-12-12) I began to feel better this AM, when I checked the World Clock and saw that Dec. 13 had already come to the Land of the Rising Sun. Now here in the East U.S., I only have 9 hours and 39 minutes to get through. If no Asteroid Impact, then no Zombie Apocalypse-unless of course, Planet X replaces the Asteroid, or Planet Nibiru. Or Solar Flare or Coronal Mass Ejection or Electromagnetic Pulse (EMP).





Okay, now to get serious: twenty or thirty years from now I’d be 80 or 90, which is really difficult to conceive. I never thought I’d reach 60 (Teddy Pendergrass didn’t), nor even 30.