For so long, I have wondered how humans live in this horrid wasteland. I guess maybe the delusion of happiness is all that sustains them. Perhaps. But why go through it all-just to die? I mean, the world is scheduled to end in 9 years, anyway.
So, why even attempt happiness? I’ve heard of assisted suicide and I think-isn’t depression a terminal illness when you think about it? I’d rather die now and reincarnate somewhere else than stay to see the end. But…what about Rayven? Would I ever see her again? Would we be torn apart forever-our friendship cast to the wind? And what of my brother? Would we ever cross paths? Will I ever know the effect of someone actually caring about me again? I hope this ends soon. For absolution, if nothing else.
I hope you all have yourselves a good time in the next 9 years, cuz then it’s over. No more Earth…Good