Back in my fourth grade imagination the future would be very much like the set of the Jetsons. I was going to gifted summer school, holding snakes, learning to make lino prints, and building a city of the future. It was plastic and bubbled and all the water was tinted with sky blue food coloring.
Now the skies are not full of flying cars, but our pockets are filled with tiny little gadgets. The new iphone has downloadable applications for meditation. Tiny little gongs to ferry us into the moment. And out.
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