RE: Qurator's Mischievous Mondays | I Found a USB Drive Labeled “Your Life”

It was an ordinary afternoon. Cold coffee, ignored notifications, and that stubborn cloud hanging in the sky. On my way home, something metallic gleaming on the sidewalk caught my eye. A USB drive. Black. Scratched. And taped onto it, a handwritten label: “Your Life”. I found it funny. I found it poetic. I found it dangerous. I took it with me.

I waited until nightfall. I turned on the computer like someone lighting a candle in a dark room. The only folder on the device was called “Reverberations”. Inside, dozens of videos titled with future dates. The first: “June 15, 2031 – You cry on the rooftop”. I clicked.

The video showed me, eight years older, sitting on a rooftop I haven’t even built yet. I was crying in silence, holding a photo of someone I didn’t recognize. A name was whispered.

I watched them all. Each video revealed a fragment of a life I didn’t remember living - but that clearly remembered me. Friends I hadn’t met yet. Places I’d never visited, where my laughter echoed off the walls. An accident. A discovery. A reconciliation with someone I swore I’d never see again. A song. The death of my last dog. A letter to myself.

I unplugged the USB drive when I realized: it wasn’t a prediction. It was a choice.

The next morning, the drive was gone. The computer had no trace of it either. But I remembered. And more importantly, I felt it.

Life moved on. But now, each step carried a sweet suspicion - that maybe, just maybe, I had already lived it all once before… and had been given a second chance.