You could feel the sun on your face. You could touch a tree that had roots in the ground. You could walk for miles and never come across the edge of your world.
People can be miracles.
As the society reminds us, there’s a difference between knowledge and technology. Knowledge doesn’t fail us.
It’s a waste of water to cry, I tell myself, but I can’t seem to stop.
The two desires struggle within me: the desire to be safe, and the desire to know. I cannot tell which one will win.
Suddenly, I see the other side of choice. Of all of us having it. Sometimes we will choose wrong.
It’s one thing to be fired upon and another to be warmed.