If you close your eyes and listen carefully the sirens are always crisping faintly in the distant soundscape. They never stop. Like the twinkling stars in the California desert night. This is either a sign of a great nation and city or a reminder that when people are condensed in a large city someone is always having the worst day of their life.
Like many people I have a fear of heights. I have a fear of lack of control while elevated. Building tops don't bother me, they absolutely fascinate me. So when I say I don't like to fly.. its I don't like that everything is out of my control.
This race to the end.
Oh science can I make it extend?