My son asked me the other day, “Will you be alive in 2024?”
Umm… I hope so?
This was his opening question before telling me that WE are going to live on Mars in 2024. His brother walked up and corrected him, saying that “we” meant humans, and that our family would probably not be up there in 10 years.
I’m glad his brother was there to continue the conversation. I still haven’t gotten past the question of living until 2024. Does he know something I don’t?
