Our future is canned peaches.

One thought I always have is how humans will be regarded in the far future. Like after our age of technology dies and we all die with it.  I can only imagine them find our remains in the forms of vinyls, power plants, and plastic.  They'll think of us as an advanced race and base their creations off ours.  They'll be starting new after the end of our race.  If you've ever read the City of Ember and the People of Sparks you'll know where I'm coming from. Our future is canned peaches and bomb shelters.  Every time I go to the grocery store I tell my mom to stock up on canned food because we'll need it soon.  I believe that some day we will be bombed by some crazy country holding a grudge against us and that's what's gonna happen.  They'll put people in the ground and give them canned food to last them generations.  I wonder what the next inhabitants of this earth will be after humans die out (that is if we managed to not nuke the whole planet to smithereens) and if they'll be smarter than us.  It seems like every living thing gets smarter each time around.  Maybe they'll know enough to create some utopian society that lasts forever.  They'll know to never invent plastic or cars or BPs.

Utopian societies.  They exist. I've seen it happen: Assisted care housing.  They make your food, there are scheduled times for activites every day, everyone does the same thing every day.  Yup, individuality, you're going to hell.  Everyone is treated the same.  Wow I never want to live there. 

Oh man I'm listening to M. Ward on youtube and the speakers are loud so sometimes it sounds like he's behind me and it freaks me out.  Like he's standing over my shoulder reading my blog as I type it.  That's creepy. He's not creepy. Not that I know of anyway.

"Now I feel like Carolina, I split myself in two."