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A Personal History of the Future

When I was born, the future was unimaginably infinite.

When I was eight, the future was flying cars and spaceships.

When I was eighteen, the future was independence.

When I was twenty-eight, the future was her.

When I was thirty-eight, the future was the corner office.

When I was forty-eight, the future was giving him his independence.

When I was fifty-eight, the future was Florida.

When I was sixty-eight, the future was frightening.

When I was seventy-eight, the future was lonely.

When I was eighty-eight, the future was unimaginably infinite.

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