I may have dreamed the future.

In the dream, I was in my 50s, but I felt like I was strong and healthy, like I'd been working hard and eating good food. I was at my dad's house, but all the fences were gone, and his house was expanded into a huge compound. The front pasture, which we never used for anything when I was a kid, was a huge garden. Where we used to have a garden was a firing range, with big clay berms. I was teaching my middle girl's fiancee how to shoot a rifle. He was a black guy, about 17 or 18 years old, short and muscular. He was a natural shot, and I felt proud that my daughter was marrying him.

That's all there was, but I have a feeling this was a true vision. In less than 30 years, I think our current civilization will fail, and we'll be forced into a rural existence.