Future Literate Me

Well this is it guys, the final blog. I would like to use this blog as a chance to express some regrets as well as paint a (hopefully accurate) picture of the future of my literacy. Let's start here, first of all future literate me is certainly NOT typing this blog a day late because he procrastinated and planned to start the assignment at 10 PM, but instead fell asleep on the couch watching a Tarantino movie for the second time this week (two separate occasions, two different movies, same director, crazy, I know.) Now that that is out of the way here is what future literate WILL be doing, and I apologize if  this gets redundant.
Future literate me is relaxing on a sturdy but comfortable wooden chair with a slight incline, at an undisclosed location, somewhere close to a mid-size body of water. Future literate me is leisurely turning the page of some eastern religious text. Or maybe a study on insects of the American North East. Future literate me has read the Qur'an. Future literate me has read seven different translations of the Tao Te Ching. Future me knows the exoskelletal differences between a katydid and a cicada. Future literate me will tell you the difference, but only if you ask. Future literate me is thinking about how the feeding technique of the Northeastern woodpecker applies to his life. As future literate me raises a glass of cold but not too cold seltzer, he ponders the concept of there being no gravity at center of the earth. Future literate me is writing a children's book that he does not intend to publish. Future literate me has paired each of his top ten favorite novels with corresponding albums, and ice cream flavors. Future literate me is cutting pictures out of The National Geographic and pasting them into The New Yorker. Future literate me has learned the secrets of time travel and in a series of Bill and Ted like events has gone back in time to edit this post to make sure the details are correct. Future literate me realizes that past tense illiterate me got all the details right in the first place so time warps back to the future without editing a thing.