Dangerous Possiblities Outside the Virtual Bubble

The screen lit the way as the cursor blinked, waiting for the next key stroke, the venture into a blank page, uncharted territory. He could stay here, at home, play it safe. It felt like treason, but he closed the laptop and set off into a day still young with possibility and sensory indulgence. That work would have to wait. The desert of his destiny was calling. He might not make it back. Of that he was certain. It was a risk he was willing to take. The dangers were everywhere, the need great, a world on fire. He had to call the warden at the prison to ask if they would allow a camera in to interview inmates. He was lifting his head up high enough to be cut off. They would shine the light of scrutiny onto what it was he was doing: the contraband, the coloring outside the lines, the blunt disregard for rules. He would do it though. Why exactly, he couldn't say. This was all new to him, the bold step forward into a world waiting to sweep him away, to take him off the stage of the drama in which he played the one without scripted lines. Say it, out there where it matters, where you might not get the thing you most desire, the voice said. The lights are about to go out. Your chance is now.