That which does not kill us makes us stronger. The scars will heal in time. The pain only lasts a minute. But when the girl next door kisses you after you ride a one handed 360 spin off her father’s barn? That right there is a memory that lasts a lifetime.
Life is about change. There is no time in our lives in which change does not happen. Even for those who do not age, every moment is different from the moment before. The moment we see the moment, it is gone and we have stepped into the future. We are all travelers, walking through time and bearing witness to the change it brings. That is the art of living.
The great cities of America did not fare well during the Second Great Depression. The jobless and homeless skyrocketed, squatters became the norm, and Islamic Brotherhood cells inflamed the tensions until riots like the Rodney King and G8 riots became the new normal. The cities burned. In Chicago alone, the great fires killed thousands and left millions without even an occupied home to go to. It was not a good time to live in the great cities of America.
Many of us fight for the liberties that most Americans take for granted. Too many of us never stop fighting. Too many of us die alone, wondering if it was all worth it. We need to spend time to live our lives, to live in the worlds we defend. We need families and friends in the real worlds to show us that the fighting really was worth it. In the end, we all need people to come home to.
I was born to fly an Avenger. I was built with the best American technology, but while our technology was lightyears ahead of where it had been a century before, we were still far behind what the Peloran could do. After The War started, they gave us full technological support, and we began to catch up with them. They personally rebuilt me many times over the years, even after The War. I’ve gotten more awesome each and every time.