{"id":2853,"date":"2021-12-17T18:01:02","date_gmt":"2021-12-17T23:01:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=2853"},"modified":"2021-12-17T18:01:02","modified_gmt":"2021-12-17T23:01:02","slug":"my-zoom-meeting-part-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=2853","title":{"rendered":"My Zoom Meeting – part 2"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

My Zoom Meeting – part 2<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

    Those of you that read my blog, may have read about the Zoom meeting I once had where I was Zoom bombed by multiple me’s from my past: https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=2566<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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    As I stated then, I tried to reconnect with them again, but with no success. I had so many more issues that I wanted to discuss, but I gave up trying.  Little did I know what would happen to me when the topic for this writing piece was to be “Meetings”. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

    When I got the topic yesterday I decided to brainstorm with members of my writing group for ideas to write about. I opened up the Zoom app, when all of a sudden I got an invitation to join a meeting. It was coming from me. I thought to myself, “Great, which one of my old selves will I get to talk to?\u201d I did not get what I expected when I accepted the invitation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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    A hoarser, older voice spoke out to me rather gruffly, \u201cWell it\u2019s about time you accepted my invitation.\u201d Then I noticed the image on the screen and the name attached to it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

    I replied, \u201cBut I just got it a minute ago.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n

    \u201cDang that stupid gmail,\u201d he retorted, \u201cI forgot how slow it was back then. Why, I sent you the invite at least 15 minutes ago.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

    \u201cI see what your screen name says, but are you really me 20 years from now?\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n

    \u201cOF COURSE I AM! You dimwit, who else would want to talk to you. Oh yeah, that\u2019s right, people don\u2019t stop talking to you until 2030.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

    \u201cWhat? Why would people stop talking to me?\u201d I questioned. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

    2041\u2019s answer was quick. \u201cBecause they were tired of you getting to go first all of the time.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

    \u201cWait a minute, you mean my writing friends?\u201d I asked. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

    \u201cOf course, your writing \u201cfriends\u201d, I zoomed you at a time you were doing a writing assignment, didn\u2019t I?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

    \u201cHold on,\u201d I said, \u201cYou mean that you contacted me all the way from 2041 just to let me know that going first in writing groups, makes people not talk to me in 2030?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

    \u201cYeah\u2026no.\u201d was 2041\u2019s quick reply. \u201cIt might have been about the thing you wrote.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

    \u201cAnd what would that have been?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

    \u201cAccording to the rules, I\u2019m not allowed to tell you, it might change your future,\u201d he answered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

    \u201cThen why Zoom me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

    \u201cI can\u2019t tell you,\u201d he continued, \u201cI just figured I\u2019d warn you without telling you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

    \u201cOkay, so go ahead.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

    \u201cThe thing is,\u201d 2041 said, \u201cyou\u2019re going to get a number of books published. I\u2019m not going to say by who, or about what, however I will say, be careful when you write the sequel to your third book. It has implications.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

    I began to wonder about 2041\u2019s location. \u201cWhere exactly are you right now?\u201d I asked, being the curious type and wondering how if he is not supposed to let me know anything about my future, how he happens to be able to Zoom me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

    He replied, \u201cLet\u2019s just say, we\u2019re at an undisclosed location so as not to be found and on a secure encrypted line. Christina is here and David and Lara are all safe also at another witness protection site.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

    \u201cThis is where my future is heading?\u201d I questioned rather nervously. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

    2041 responded, \u201cYes\u2026maybe, no. You see, if you follow the path I took to get here, then yes, in 2041 you will probably be here Zooming yourself. However, if you change something that happened before now, like maybe that 4th book, not that I\u2019m telling you to do that, something else may happen. That\u2019s the thing with your future, whether you know what happens or not, you really don\u2019t know what\u2019s going to happen.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

    \u201cWell that really cleared things up,\u201d I said sarcastically. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

    \u201cGood luck,\u201d 2041 said. \u201cI have to end this now before my 20 minute free Zoom time is up and I can be traced.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

    And before I could say anything the Zoom session ended. As Zoom meetings go, this one was one of the less pleasurable ones. I\u2019m pleased that I found out that eventually I will get some of my stories published, and that Christina, David and Lara will be with me when I\u2019m in my 90s. Not too pleased with the rest of the stuff. I guess time will tell what path I take when the moment arises to make a decision about a 4th book about\u2026whatever it\u2019s about. Hopefully I\u2019ll remember this conversation with 2041.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

So today\u2019s story spark is \u201cMeetings\u201d, I wonder what I should write about? And whatever it is, I\u2019ll make sure I don\u2019t go first. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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