The future

I’m reading through some insurance documents, and there’s a line about your 65th birthday, so I think, hm, when’s my 65th birthday? And I do the math (well, the calculator does), and it’s 2054.

2054 does not seem like a real year. It’s like a year from a sci-fi movie, not a year that could ever actually happen, you know?

I hope like heck I’ll be able to read these words in 2054, but I can’t even begin to imagine that being possible right now. I suppose it would be hard for people in 1956 to imagine 1994 being possible, right?

There are three things that I can imagine that would prevent me from being able to read these words in 2054. From most likely to least likely, I’d say they are:

  1. The world is dead
  2. I’m dead
  3. This website is dead

I’m pretty confident in my ability and desire to keep this website going for forty years. Although, it’s also possible there could be some major changes to the infrastructure of the internet that would somehow make this website inoperable or obsolete (possibly also maybe uh brainwaves uh the Lifehouse Grid uh censorship uh something like that — not to say that I think any of this is at all likely, but just saying it is possible).

I have no idea what to expect in terms of my personal life expectancy, and I’d rather not dwell on that.

The world is scary, man, and I don’t have a ton of faith in humans in general.