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War Chest Wednesday: The age in which I live

The January 9, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS"  is
Do you belong in this day and age? Do you feel comfortable being a citizen of the 21st-century? If you do, explain why — and if you don’t, when in human history would you rather be?

I belong in this day and age because I was born in 1946 and I am still alive in the 21st-century. If I did not belong in this century, I would have died in a refrigerator in Oklahoma when I was a young child (somewhere between three and five years old). I have a reason for living in the 21st-century, but that does not mean I feel comfortable in this century. Sometime I feel comfortable in this century and sometime I feel uncomfortable being a 21st-century citizen.

I do not feel like a citizen of the 21st-century. I do not think of myself as a citizen of the 21st-century. I view myself as a citizen of the world, as a citizen of the universe. This concept of citizenship takes in all nations, centuries, and planets. I am living in this century because it is my destiny to live in this century. I have something to do, I have something to accomplish. I read a quote once that said something about being happy in the day (age) in which you live. Despite my tendency toward depression, most of the time I am either happy or content in this day and age. If I could have chosen the age in which I lived, I would probably choose sometime in the future. Perhaps a 150 or 200 years in the future when I could live in a colony of Mars or one in interstellar space.