Life is a journey through a foreign land.
Hope burns eternal in the human heart.
Where do we record the passing of wildlife? Who mourns the silent deaths of the small?
We considered behaving, but it's against our nature.
Life isn't as magical here, and you're not the only one who feels like you don't belong, or that it's better somewhere else. But there ARE things worth living for. And the best part is you never know what's going to happen next.
You can't really know what you are made of until you are tested.