The Future Seems A Lot Closer

Daily writing prompt
Where do you see yourself in 10 years?

It wasn’t all that long ago that I might have answered that question with a bit of anticipation and optimism, but 10 years from now puts me at 81. If I’m still here, I hope I can still get around, still function, still be useful, still drive, still laugh, still love.

No climbing the corporate ladder, which is one direction an answer to the question could take a person of a certain age and disposition. That has never been a thing for me. I guess I don’t really know what ten years is going to bring.

One thing I do know is that this question has confronted me with the passage of time, with the reality that there’s much more sand in the bottom than in the top of the hourglass, and the time to ponder future goals or dreams is a-fleeting.

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