Questions

Is she supposed to feel like this? She always has an endless supply of questions, and no one to ask them to. She needs to know if we're really here for a reason and why our race is so stuck on numbers. She wants to know how high we can go and how much stress one person can take. And she's tired of "results may vary". Results may vary because someone, somewhere was too lazy to really do their research. She wants definite results.

And she knows she's asking for too much. She always asks the questions that aren't meant to be answered. They're practically taboo here, she thinks, because she turns so many heads and no one ever answers what she's trying to ask.

Maybe they just weren't meant to be asked in the first place and no one knows the answer because they aren't real questions. Maybe the only real questions are ones that are definite, with numbers attached, that don't vary.

That's why our culture is so stuck on statistics and surveys. They want "real answers". The people who are able to know things, who could find out about stress and afterlife are too afraid, too stuck on easy numbers to find out what really matters.

Or, maybe she thinks that this all matters and she's wrong.

She just hasn't been conformed by society yet.

Her time is yet to come...