1 January 2040 9am. I'm sitting on the terrace, it's snowing... A lot of snow. We have those real winters again. We took care of our land in time. Since we cut air traffic, our land has recovered. And since the wars stopped, the climate has improved. I am thinking about what I need to pack in my suitcase, I am going to the spa. Since we have a 3 to 1 ratio we are living very well. A director can have 3 times a worker's salary. And so my salary is decent too. I can also afford a few days of relaxation in a spa, a health resort. The children have their own flat. They built a lot of flats a few years ago. 60 square metres. Before that, they built luhsuzna huge flats, it was no use. 4 flats could be made out of one. Well, now that's sorted too. And if you need a doctor you get one immediately, there are no queues. I work 4 days a week and so I have time to tend to my garden. We are all trying to be self sufficient. We have factories again and people like to go to work since they have fair pay. And my town is Slovenian again. Now that work is paid fairly we have enough people of our people working. Foreigners have returned to their countries. Dear diary that is enough for today. Let us write to each other again tomorrow. I am hurrying to the spa.