[ WP ] It 's the year 2064 . Describe yourself engaged in your favorite everyday activity .

`` Thank you for your purchase. Take your receipt and proceed to exit the store.'' 
 
 
 `` Thanks Richard.'' 
 
 
 `` You are welcome human. Enjoy your day.'' 
 
 
 I walked out of the store. It was an antique store, displaying some older ruined objects of little worth. There was an old plastic candlestick, another computer monitor, a card holder and various other broken collectibles. At the back of the store, however, there was always a gem. 
 
 
 I looked down at my purchase. I felt the worth spine, a rough cotton-like material. It read, `` Charles Dicken - David Copperfield''. 
 
 
 While this book was on public file in the local storage facility, to have physical possession was a luxury. While cities remained largely unchanged in their appearance, size and density, the need for land outstripped many rural area's populations. 
 
 
 I lived on one of the first experimental floating communities. Only coming back to re-supply or trade goods, the sea-communities ran similarly to communes. 
 
 
 My favorite pastime, when I was n't swimming or scuba diving, was reading. 
 
 
 But while I could access a world of wealth with my fingertips on my personal tablet or my phone, but I preferred the real thing. 
 
 
 My room, or what was more a closet, had been built not for space, but for efficiency. So, here I was, walking back to my housing unit, walking to the top of the room and sat down on a bench. Looking out to the blue sea, I turn the first page. 
 
 
 The beautifully worn beige pages, yellowing in their decay, faded lettering and milky pages. It was pure heaven.
