There comes a point in time when we mustn’t worry about what our own futures, and the future of the world will be like. That’s not to say that we shouldn’t wonder every once in a while and dream about what we’d like to do within a certain time frame, but we must realise that rarely, and I mean rarely, do things ever go to plan. You plan for something, and then life takes you on a detour and you experience something else. You think your life is going to be picture A but then it turns out to be picture B. You start to realise that sometimes thinking about the future can seem futile- because really, why should you plan if things aren’t going to go the way we think?