As a little girl in primary school, I loved assignments like “Describe a day in the future.”
I’d be dreaming up flying cars, food in pill form, people solving big problems with even bigger ideas. It felt like fun and play at the time, but underneath was a sense of endless possibilities. Anything could happen. Anything could be fixed. And I believed we were all smart enough to figure it out.
I’ve grown up since then. A bit more realistic. But that spark, that fascination with the future, never left.
Years later, I started ending every podcast conversation with the same question. What have we accomplished in ten years from now? Phrased like that on purpose — in the past tense, as if it’s already done. People answer it differently when the future is a place they’ve already been.