Saturday, March 21, 2020

A mission - Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia

They just checked my temperature at a hotel entrance: 34.6 C. Puzzled I went and got checked at the McDonald's next door: 32.3 C. And I'm not really sure that it was Celsius degrees, rather than Fahrenheit.
Apparently I'm undergoing rapid hibernation. I'll wake up in a space ship pod - 200 years or so from now - with a mission to complete: founding a Homo Sapiens colony on a small planet of a faraway galaxy.
I'm the chosen one. I knew it all along.