I have trouble imagining anything past next year. And I don't mean a variable "365 days beyond anytime"--I mean "the year I stop being 20".
I don't know why I'm like that, but I am; have been ever since high school. Maybe it's the paradigm shift, maybe it's a precognition, maybe I'm just imagining not imagining things.
It's not a cheerful thing to look forward to, the end of one's personal worldview. I always had an idea it might be The End. If not of me, then of everything. But I don't think I put that much faith in my 733t psychic powers.