One Century Hence

I accidentally typed the year 3006 on a document a few minutes ago and instantly thought, "Will I be shards of bone by then, or will I be a pretty good-looking skeleton?"

And as much as that made me giggle, it hit me with an incredible sense of foreboding and fear that I simply hoped there would be a green, verdant earth left in 2006. And if that isn't too much to ask, some beautiful New England churches on it, too, please.