Maybe I’m just cynical after being back in the suburbs for a year. The world is calling and I’ll probably answer it soon.
“Get optimistic,” I grunt to my reflection. “Don’t you cry on me now.”
“Can you still hear me over the sound of the passing decades?”
I inhaled the sweaty air of the dance floor and couldn’t help but smile…
Maybe my life will get a blue check mark next to it.
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“You will endanger our entire tribe if you go back…”
The water got colder and colder the further I sank from the top…
If I don’t help them, many people will die.
I couldn’t understand the words, but it was clear that he did not want me to follow him.