Mateo woke up in his apartment on the 22nd floor. It was 5am, still dark outside, but the lights of the city were visible and it was beautiful. He went into the living room, got on the treadmill, started running, told the alex to play some of his favorite retro rock and thought about the day ahead. He has to pick up the kids for breakfast and drive them to school in his flying car. Gosh, a flying car. He remembered his father driving him through the streets and telling him how he needed to study to become a lawyer like him. He laughed. Lawyers are long gone, artificial intelligence took their jobs, good thing Mateo quickly found his way into the world of making computer games and got a wonderful job in one of the fastest growing industries. He got off the treadmill, told the domestic robot to make breakfast, made himself some coffee and sat in the chair thinking about his children. What kind of future awaited them in this fast-paced world, what kind of education to steer them towards. At one time everyone told him that there was no future in computer games, but now it was a major profession in this virtual world. He got up and walked towards the children's bedroom, oh children, what a future awaits you.