I wonder when the last petrol station will close it’s doors. When there is no longer enough business from the cars driving by or flying overhead. What will they become?
Will they become diners? Maybe they will slowly deteriorate like aircraft in a scrapyard until the land is bought and houses are built. Maybe some will be preserved as museums, teaching future humans about fossil fuels and the cars of 2017.
I have no idea but it is fun to guess. It is fun to look around and wonder what aspects of our normality will be needless in future. I hope some of these are preserved for us to remember, even if there is a new purpose. Will telephone boxes be a good place to place defibrillators? Will petrol stations be a good place for electronic cars to charge?
Will airports be a good place for space centres in a future with increased space travel? I’m sure as time goes on, the past will be a great home for new possibilities and ways of life. What we need to do is ensure that we are willing to change the present and let the past make way for the future.
I’ve played basketball in a church on a full sized court. I’ve dined in the carriage of a train that was once used as transport and now sits on the beach. I’ve visited a castle that was once for defence and now for entertainment. With every attraction that has been transformed from the original purpose, not once have I wished it was back doing what it was built for. Why cling to the past with so much future potential?
I read something beautiful today. Your future self is watching you right now through memories. I sat and thought about it. I felt detached from my future self yet loved by him. Although my cells will be different my memories won’t be. We will have the same mutual loves and needs.
I hope my future self has a future that hasn’t been forced into staying the same as I see it presently. If it does, apologies to my future self, I didn’t want it to be that way.
If not, future self, I told you so.