I went out with K again, and it helped a bit. I don’t know why. We didn’t do anything special. But we talked a lot, and now I know she’s like me. She sees the problems like I do. Well, not as much as I do, but a lot more than most people I know.
I still feel strange. Out of place. Like I’m from somewhere else. I still see the problems. The issues. But now I don’t feel hopeless. I feel like there’s a solution. Like there is a way out. A light in the dark. K showed me that.
I still have near to no faith in mankind. But at least I don’t see problems with no way of fixing them. Now, I see solutions. Progress. I see that we are not all bad. I see mankind is not entirely doomed.
You know, I think I found my purpose. I have to protect K and those like her. Like me. The few who understand what we are really like.
I have to protect her.
I have to.
I owe it to her, to the others and to myself.
I love her.
And I will keep her safe.