The Future At The End Of The World
I have held my future in my hands.
Tangibly, physically held it in my hands.
From here on in, everything may very well change in one way or another. It’s a little disconcerting to see your future all packaged up and sitting neatly in a box with a New York address scrawled across it and listed as its point of destination.
Do I honestly know what’s going to happen from here on in? Sadly, no. I have the highest aspirations and darkest doubts about holding my future in my hands. Especially when I consider that it’s about to rest in someone else’s hands, that someone else is going to not so subtly determine the shape and course of my life
Some people will say that the future is what we make of it, that our choices determine our fate. Some people will say that the future has already been determined, and we are simply going through the motions of making this certainty come to pass. Albert Einstein once said, “I don’t think a lot about the future. It comes soon enough.”
Some people are wholly dark and pessimistic about what the future may hold. Some people are filled with vibrant hope at thinking about what the future might have in store for them, and for us all.
I can’t say I’ve got a hope best described as “vibrant”, but I do have hope. I have held the future in my hands, and I think it doesn’t look too bad after all. What remains is for one or two very specific people, and then later on many, many other people, to agree with me.
In the meantime, I have another future to plan around the one that now rests in another’s hands. Sooner or later, though hopefully sooner, they both will entwine and become a single entity. Looking towards the future can be a simple task, and sometimes also a very aggravating one. I’m almost done with the looking aspect. Now comes the really fun part: working towards that future.
I do not know if it’s going to prove all sunshine or mainly clouded in doubts. But I do know that in the end, it’s going to be worth any and all the effort. So here’s to the future. May it surprise me, and those around me, and may most of those surprises be good, fluffy ones.
Today’s Lesson: my future apparently weighs 1.65 kgs
posted by Phillip at 6:48 AM