I had to get out. The oppression of metal walls and stale air gets to you after awhile, and without direct human contact, the pressures (no pun intended) start to mount to intolerable levels. So, what to do besides get out, walk around, exercise my atrophied limbs and experience the woods, the air, the spring. It's been nearly two weeks since my last confession, and things have changed a bit. My family is moving away... my dad is getting a job at a green energy plant overseas... I didn't even listen to the details. Instead I hung out with the people that matter and read and ate real food.
This is my first terranean post so far, though I plan to return soon. Although I don't know how long any person can last down there without wondering if the world is gone, I think I can last a few days at a time and take it as a positive.
The summer is coming, the times are changing, and there is much to be revealed.
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