You’ve been granted the power to predict the future! The catch — each time you use your power, it costs you one day (as in, you’ll live one day less). How would you use this power, it at all?
I would never want it! NEVER!! If I was meant to know the future, I would simply know it! And I certainly don’t want to rush death. I can’t help but think of this song:
Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future’s not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.
I’m more than happy to take each day as it comes without worry of what tomorrow will bring. Today has enough troubles of it’s own.