In 15 years? That's a long leap forward. As my current plans are floating in the air with no substance yet, I can't even tell what I'll be doing the coming autumn. If, however, everything proceeds as planned, I'll be completing (another) bachelor's degree in about three years. After which I will be looking for a job. Assuming I do get a decent job, I predict I'll be working on something like my tenth game or film (or a mix of both) in fifteen years. A flat in Oslo with a loan that is halfly repaid. Probably having settled with a
girllady, perhaps even have children. Hell, 15 years is a long time. Hmm, well, I've decided that if I'll ever have children, the first (of two possible) will not be before I hit 30. In 15 years, I'll be 37. So yeah, this is if everything proceeds as planned, but life tends not to head in the direction I'm going anyway, so it's really hard to predict. Also, this might put me off as a hopeless romantic, but trust me, the only reason I'm not having any children before I hit 30 is to make room for partying and headbanging mindlessly to metal.
"Metal up yer' arse!"