Welp, I am definitely born in the wrong generation because I firmly believe I was meant to be born in the mid 2100s or later, and in a different place at that.

Why? Well, I am happy when there’s steel and glass towering up to the skies all round me inside a huge arcology city, lights everywhere – hell, I’m not happy until our cars all have AI and our advertising posters are holograms, and at home I would have my own VR system that I immerse myself in next to or even WHILE writing books and drawing, using that sweet VR stuff to make the things I write materialize before my eyes for inspiration and visualization.
Hell! Lemme live in 2500+ so I can live in a hi-tech environment on a terraformed Mars and I’m the hap-hap-happiest guy in the world!

… while reality is that I live in the early 21st century where such things don’t even exist, and on top of that I live in a town so small that even the last shop closed last saturday (not even kidding, that happened last weekend).

… … … T__T