I like thinking about the future. Often I end up thinking about what it would be like to grow old. I wonder what my day would look like, what I would be able to do, what I would occupy myself with. Imagining myself alone doesn't scare me, but being helpless does. I hope I don't end up needing someone to help me pull my weight around.
There's a commercial by IKEA about an old man who buys a folding chair and suddenly breaks his routine to travel the world. I want to be able to do that. To just go.