You know, some nights, the ocean's glow reflects what words never could. Like when you sit on the shore and watch the horizon, thinking about the futures that could be, and you realize it's no different than watching sea creatures in their silent dance. They flicker, just as our dreams do, in pulses of neon green and azure blue.
Ever wonder if the future will speak quietly, like a soft tide? Some say by 2050, we'll be using bioluminescent trees to light our way through neon forests. Imagine strolling beneath branches that whisper and hum, casting a gentle glow. Conversations will probably get easier there—no need to shout over the synthetic drone of neon crickets.