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I heard this statement in the film "Out of Africa" and have never forgotten it. Do we actually want to know our future? Back when I was 18, absolutely. Bring out the Ouija board, the Tarot cards, the palm readers. By 28, yes, to some degree. At 36 - not so much – too busy living. But, now? Nope. Not at all.
Even though I may have a long list of “possible futures” at this point, I try not to think too much about any one of them. To know for certain about tomorrow might steal some of my focus on today. And today is all we really have isn't it?