Flight
The world overlooked my theory of evolution. No reaction. A bunch of fools. But I’m not the first. I’m in good company. Just wait.
Meanwhile, I’m flying. Fast, almost without resistance. Like a photon in space. Like a radio signal. Only brief disturbances. Minor aberrations. I see the target more and more clearly. It’s within reach.
I won’t say I’m not tired. Sometimes I cry in secret. But that’s no one’s concern.
Just wait and see.