A few decades? In a few decades I’ll be in my fifties or sixties. My dad might well still be alive. I expect to still care about my dad when I’m in my fifties or sixties. If he were whisked away to Mars and I was plunked down on Venus with a boreana, why would I quit missing my dad? Why would I lose interest in what Weird Al has been up to lately, for that matter?
(Actually, I’m not even sure I’d quit missing my boyfriends. There’s more than one of ’em. It’d take one heckuva boreana to strictly dominate the lot.)
(Also, can people have new kids in this scenario? If so, can they have kids of the opposite sex? I can imagine people going to great lengths just to get that ability.)
A few decades? In a few decades I’ll be in my fifties or sixties. My dad might well still be alive. I expect to still care about my dad when I’m in my fifties or sixties. If he were whisked away to Mars and I was plunked down on Venus with a boreana, why would I quit missing my dad? Why would I lose interest in what Weird Al has been up to lately, for that matter?
(Actually, I’m not even sure I’d quit missing my boyfriends. There’s more than one of ’em. It’d take one heckuva boreana to strictly dominate the lot.)
(Also, can people have new kids in this scenario? If so, can they have kids of the opposite sex? I can imagine people going to great lengths just to get that ability.)