This kind of stuff really fascinates me.
In my next life, I think I want to be an archeologist.....
Might give you the time to really find yourself!
I think I was there, but since I may not have been, I’m sending in my clone. Only the clone knows for sure, and I’m on the way to bed. Let me know what the clone says...and please, ignore the red bulbous nose, the white grease paint on the face and the BIG ol’ honkin’ shoes!
Everyone needs to make a clone fall for an old schtick...
An anthropologist would be alright too.
Bury some cool stuff for your(next)self to find!!
Cask-strength single-malt Scotch might make it a couple of hundred years or so. A tricked-out Novak Browning would be good too.
Maybe if your next self doesn’t find that stuff, mine will. :<)