When people are asked the question of what their potential future will be, most have a common general idea. Thoughts of wealth, family, friends, and entertainment are the first to pop up since they are valued very highly. For me however, I do not get these thoughts quite often. If I am asked to think about my future, there is one scene that appears no matter the phrasing or time. All I can think about, is a vast landscape of snow and trees.

It’s strange isn’t it, to have only a blank slate as a vision for one’s future. Questions that most people usually ask themselves at times like these are useless for me. I ask myself questions about what I would think my potential future family would look like, how much money I am making, or do I have any life long friends still around. These thoughts come out empty-handed however with a slight haze around them, signaling to me that I will never truly know until the time comes.

This landscape of snow falling and trees surrounding me is the only real vision that I have for myself. To this day, I still do not understand why this is the only clear image I have but I’ve learned many things about myself from this. I can never see myself but I feel as though I am an old man at the time, content with being alone in this neverending world. A slow life is shown to me as I do nothing but walk around and watch the snow slowly fall. Then, it all ends as I lay in my bed and it all fades to white.

The more I think about why I can only see this one scenario, I begin to learn so much more about myself than I ever did before. I feel as though I know that the future is uncertain which is why I can never see anything about myself in the future except that scene. This scene is most likely my deathbed, but from the feelings and what I saw, I feel as though I was fully happy with my life up to the end at least.