Pollution, and fast cars. Flat TVs and screens that have the whole world inside them; iPhones. I want to find it strange. I want to find it different. But I can't; it's just too normal. Even though it once would be very strange during a past time. A past time...years ago, decades, hundreds. I'm living in a past time right now. A century from now a person will think the very thing that is going through my mind at this moment. That person will realize that they are living in the past time and in a further past times' future. That person will come to the conclusion that one can't think this way, that it isn't meant for our brains to keep thinking in such difficult concepts. Now me, of a past times' future and a past time of the future, is realizing that very thing. I will stop now.
