I have thoughts like these sometimes. Maybe humanity is a disease, genetically engineered by some master species, for the purpose of destroying this fair planet. We consume, deplete resources, reproduce, exterminate other life forms. I just can't figure out why they'd want to kill the planet.
Lately I have been increasingly uncomfortable around people. There are exceptions, like my landlady, or my co-worker. Then I pass someone on the street and it hits me that "Him! He was human, just like me."
I wonder what everyone else is.
And it's late. I should get plenty of sleep before tomorrow's Tea Quest.