If you are reading this, then I am dead and you have hit puberty. I hope that you never read this.
Anyway, I just wanted to tell you what not to do with your lives, since I can't be there in person to tell you.
I want to stress this most - do not do what I did. There is a reason you don't have second-cousins on my side, and it has entirely to do with me. There was something in me that just wasn't fit in a Darwinian sense.
It was about halfway through college that I realized not only was I virgin, but I also had never been in a relationship and wouldn't know what to do if I ever happened to find myself in one. The problem, I think, was one of timing. I was always waiting for the right time to ask the right girl.
So here's the deal (and do not tell your grandfather I told you this - he's a nice kid): FUCK WAITING. Right now, today or tomorrow, but not the next day, go ask some boy or girl out (just for the record, I don't care one way or the other about your sexuality - do what feels right) even if you think they'll say no, even if you're not sure if they're "the one," even if you don't know if they are already in a relationship, even if the timing just isn't right, even if you feel like you need to get to know them better first (especially then, really). Just fucking do it. And then keep doing it.
Because if you keep waiting for the right moment, it'll never come.
Trust me, I know.
- Uncle Terrance
P.S. Please tell me they eventually restarted the government manned spaceflight program. Anyone who thinks private industry is going to be able or willing to get us to the stars is an idiot, even if the move away from manned spaceflight makes sense in the shorter term.
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