I have always known that I would live to see the year 2015.
There is no logic, no magic, to this certainty. Rather, it is a testament to the effect that Back to the Future Part II had on my young self. I was in elementary school in a sun-baked Texas suburb when the movie first came out, concerned with whatever it is that third-graders are concerned with (Transformers, I think). Then suddenly… flying cars, holographic sharks, hoverboards …I was being shown my first real unquestionable glimpse of what the future held, at precisely the age where one begins to realize that the future is full of possibility. I now knew what the present day held (again, Transformers) and I knew what the impossibly distant year of 2015 was likely to hold (also Transformers, who knew?). It was only the decades in between that had yet to cohere.