2041: My Life

Thirty years from now, in the year 2041, life will be incredibly different than it is now. As a freshman in college, I will wake up in the morning to a projected image on my wall, with accompanying music to my favorite band at this time. I will go to my closet and pick out my outfit, hanging it in a glass tall cylinder, where it will be steamed and cleaned for use. I will then go the bathroom and stand in the shower while I am cleaned. Yes, you heard me correctly, I am cleaned. I imagine a futuristic shower in which there are moving jets everywhere that omit tear-free soap, and clean you without any need to use physical exertion. After drying off and throwing my laundry in the automatic sorting washing machine, I get dressed and grab my Gridbase (Modern day iPhone of sorts). This phone not only acts as a computer with a virtual keyboard, it also has subwoofers that allow real bass when playing music. It also houses all of my textbooks and school notes which eliminate the need for a book bag. I head out the door and lock it with a thumb-recognizing pad before entering the Moscalator and typing in the building my first class is in. As I am zipped away, surrounded by snot nosed freshman on a tour of the college, i put in my wireless headphones and allow my thoughts to drift away to Jimmy Hendrix until it begins blasting in my ears. I arrive in the English building moments later, and emerge in to the all white building, listening to my footsteps echo amongst the vaulted ceilings. As I arrive to class, I put my thumb against the pad and hear the click as the door is unlocked. I sit down on one of the many leather couches arranged around the room, and await my professor’s arrival. When she walks in, apologizing for her lateness, she types in a code on the keypad by her desk and a huge projected image of Freud is plastered on the wall. The next hour passes by rather quickly considering I never removed by earphones, and I head to iSovi to grab a bite to eat. I walk in and place my thumb against the pad for payment, and go up to the computer to enter in my order. After finding a comfortable booth, I enter my order number into the keypad on the wall, and suddenly the wall opens slightly and my food emerges. After eating in less than 15 minutes, I go back to my dorm via Moscalator and listen to my textbook through my headphones to study for my next class. As the day comes to a close, I set my alarm for a sunflower along with Baby by Justina Beibett, and go to sleep, of course hooked up to my dreamrecorder to watch the next day. Life is good.