In 2040, I'm 85 years old, I don't care much about the future anymore, because as I get older, I lose my strength. Everything around me is changing so fast that I can no longer handle new technologies and must be helped by my grandchildren or great-grandchildren if they find time for me. Fortunately, since 2025, no wars have arisen in my vicinity, humanity seems to have become wiser or lazy, and everyone is playing on their own sand. The dream of a great Europe has vanished, yet we are somewhat different and also have different historical experiences. The warming of the Earth has stopped, so the heat is no longer tiring. Since nature managed to recover, straightened watercourses returned to the original meanders, drenched meadows left at the mercy of mosquitoes and other vermin, life is better. I am glad that I lived through these times, even though my health and legs no longer serve me. I am delighted with my offspring who thrive and only hear of the old days when there was no freedom.