Self Discovery, a Micro Story
Self Discovery By Ian Brazee-Cannon How many times have I died now? After being in pain for so long, you have no choice but to get used to it. Every moment is pain now. I remember the rush and panic, everyone pushing to get to the escape pods. The engines had gone critical. I was already suited up, ready for work. I ended up in an airlock somehow. Then in space. The ship exploded. I was floating directionless. I watched the stars, thousands of brilliant points of light breaking through the dark reaches of eternity. It was glorious. I accepted my fate, decided to enjoy the sights I was seeing. I would be the only one to ever see this exact arrangement of the universe. Then I died. When I woke up from death, lost in pain, I was cold and hungry, couldn't breath. How long have I been out there? Have I become one of those immortals I have heard about? Immortality hurts. I would rather have just died. I’ve gained a great respect for death. I