How far will mankind's journey go?
In my search for survival, I seem to have forgotten my ultimate goal,
I try hard to remember that voice in my head,
But I can't remember its face.
Is all this a dream, or the memory I long for most in my heart.
Ps: A short story, written on a whim, you can read it.
Intention: That beautiful blue planet is my unchanging belief in this life
