21 — Treasure

The lactic acid has made my whole body feel heavier. It almost feels like for the first time I’m back home, under my home’s gravity.

As I reach the top I think of the destructive force of this treasure. One mans invention is another’s destructions.

One tiny handful of this destroyed so much. This would be the most grandiose, beautiful way to finally check out. My oxygen has a day or so left in, there’s not much point in forcing it any longer.

I’ll leave my mark here.