In 20 years, I will be 37 years old.  Hopefully, I will be a published author, world famous, and filthy stinking rich.  Ideally, I will be living somewhere warm and tropical, in a spacious mansion, and will have a butler to tend to my every need.  I'll never have children; I hate children.  I wouldn't make a good parent because I'm too quick tempered and impatient.  I have no tolerance for children, and it would be in my best interest to never become a parent.  People say I will end up with kids, if nothing else, by accident, but there's no way I will ever have children as long as I have a choice.

Selfish?  Yeah, but if you don't look out for number one, no one else will take care of you.  I'll have all I can do taking care of myself, let alone two or three snot-nosed whiney brats.

I don't know if I'll be married in 20 years.  Probably not, given my luck with relationships and my tendency to anger those around me.  I know I have poor people skills, and I really don’t want to change who I am.  I'm happy with being alone.  Whether or not I'm married, or engaged, or single, it really makes no difference to me. 

In 20 years, I hope to change the way people think and make people question through my writing.