How much will our lives differ in 2030? Everyday moments will be mediated by differeent technologies, but ultimately we're all still human.
The shop is quiet this time of day, the silence seemed to take over your mood, only two other people here going about in slow considered ways. The heat outside made the fruit store a haven this time of year. As I picked up the basil I checked the list to make sure I had everything, tomatoes were the last. Five of the ripest, and the best flavour Bowral has to offer us in the city here. Turning my mind to cooking I looked up to see the store light flash for me and stepped out onto the footpath, into the wall of hazy heat and humidity. My eyes hurt from the glare and I squint before they adjust.
Even though I know its about spending time with my best friends, I always get nervous cooking for two chefs and their lovers. The city was there to ease my mind, no traffic at this time of day and not many pedestrians ventured out in this heat. The recent rains had cleaned the grim away, everything bleached out in the harsh Australian sun, a faint breeze and silence broken only by a magpie; just a crackling painful cry of a single lonely bird and me, a girl off to roast tomatoes.
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