2040 Advanced medicine. Because I inherited my Shark-Mary-Tutt disease. I see this in advanced medicine. And finally, already approved drugs for the disease. I see myself getting up in the morning, going to the bathroom, not the water I brought to bed for washing. I see myself, I take my hair comb, and I comb my hair. I see myself going to the kitchen and making myself breakfast. I can see how my own hands clean the house, wash the floor, take the laundry outside and enjoy it. I see how I prepare everything myself, everything by myself. and not like now, I don't even raise my hand to comb my hair. But let's look at the time. I'm going to be close to a senior (retirement age). Maybe it will be all automated, and I will have an artificial skeleton on me, with the help of which I will do everything. Maybe in 15 years, not for me, but for my child, a program will be available where you were nothing, and now you are in a common whole, with all equals, not exclusive, with constraints, incapable.

In 2040, 15 years from now, I hope we can all do something more normal against each other. That we accept each other for who we are and leave each other in value. That beliefs can go together and political beliefs can coexist. That we are concerned with who we are ourselves instead of worrying about who someone else is and wants to be. That we're all just a little bit better for each other.