Census musings.

Upon being asked to leave a note on a census for future generations to contemplate, I wonder; what would, what should I write?

How can a few words sum up a life, I have no profound musings for my descendants to read admiringly.

Such a short time on this earth, such interesting times in which we live, what would have them reflect proudly, “Gosh, that is my great grandma, what a woman.”

How to capture the zeitgeist? I realise it doesn’t matter. I will be long gone and have no genius to pass down, so I shall scribble across the page:

       Here be Dragons.