Perfect

The air was 98.2 oxygen, the food was handpicked to my DNA and every event was “maximized” for my growth it was perfect or was it? Sometimes I felt as if I was just too right and I needed something just a bit more “dirty” and even impure in my life. They said we would only survive a few days on the outside because of the Pandemic that had continued to evolve past any vaccine or therapeutics yet there was something that drew me near. I knew as my 18 years approached the time of “ultimate paradise” that I had to go for this journey.  ‘Could it truly be the last steps I take? “Perfect” was not right for me because deep down inside I knew it just wasn’t.

FOOTNOTE- Script being drafted as I write.