Listening to Tim McGraw sing his song, “My Next Thirty Years,” made me stop and consider my future. In his song, he implies that he’s just turned thirty. Given that I’ve crossed the Human Date Line of fifty years, I’ve decided to look ahead to my next fifty years. See? I do listen to music that’s not in my top ten favorites.
Like McGraw, I plan to “Spend precious moments with the ones that I hold dear.” Unlike McGraw, I don’t plan to settle old scores or figure out what I’m doing here. Forget it. Settling old scores is a complete waste of time. I’d rather forgive old scores. As for figuring out what I’m doing here, now that I have given my life to God, what I’m doing here is a day-to-day endeavor. Sure, I’m headed down the writing road, buy where that road takes me is in God’s hands. I’m focused, but flexible.
Since I hope to resemble the skeleton in the photo by that time (Oh, God! Please!), I will speculate about life in 2062. If I’m still kicking in fifty years, I want fusion power to work. I mean, figure it out already! While you’re at it, I want to use a transporter like in Star Trek. Along with world peace, I wish we could find a way to blend conservation with progress without burning our iPhone’s and living in communes. Here’s my list. What’s on yours?
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