I concentrate, and then I feel like I’m being hurtled through space. Colours and shapes fly past me dizzyingly, but I’m used to the feeling when I look into the future.
I’m in tomorrow’s world, in a familiar place – home. On the table is a bowl of chips. Sweet! I love chips. I hardly ever have chips.
Colours and shapes fly past me again. I’m now by the sea, watching Future-Me row against others. And I come first!
Then I’m back in my room, in the present. I smile as I lie down in my bed. Tomorrow will be awesome.