knocked on the door.

Yes, I decided, there’s a whole world outside that door. I want to see it. I want it for all it’s worth.

I felt the blood flowing to my legs and the strength returning to my body. I knew that it was all a gift – a second chance. Anger had fled from me. Frustration was worthless. This was free-will, I thought, the choice to keep reality out or to let it in. I wanted the light, I decided. I wanted openness, I decided. I wanted truth, I decided. With a newborn joy, I opened the door.

I wanted to believe in something more.

Tomorrow came, and not because I had any right to live in it. I laughed at myself a lot that day, giving myself permission to, declaring open-season on my assumptions about the world.

Me and Rich couldn’t even remember what started the tension between us. I found that anger had become its own source over time, that revenge played both roles: cause and effect, until the walls we’d put up became so high that we stopped talking completely. My grudge was put to the test and failed. It died that day.

Me and Vair got dins from lawyers saying that, in spite of my agreeing to the Safe Ascender