Maybe I am a mess. Maybe I’m crazy. Maybe I’m out of my mind! But, God help me, I will keep these lights up until the day I die if I think there’s a chance that Will’s still out there!
Things aren’t always what they seem. Our fears can play tricks on us, making us afraid to change course, afraid to move on, but usually hidden behind our fears are second chances waiting to be seized. Second chances at life… at glory… at family… at love. And these opportunities don’t come around every day. So when they do, we have to be brave, take a chance, and grab them while we can.
There’s only one thing I know about life. I know some things happen by chance. And some things happen because we make them happen.
My father made me. He knew exactly what I was, how far my mind could range, how deeply I could feel, and even so, he used me for his pleasure. If even my creator could choose to see me as a mere machine when it suited him, what chance do we have with the rest of humanity?
I died once. At least, the world thought I did. You know what happened? Nothing. All the money, all the buildings, all the inventions, the world didn’t care. My life, ultimately, didn’t matter. Rip is giving me the chance to help save the world. I have to take it.