The Last

by Hanna Jameson

History is only the sum of its people and, as far as I know, we could be the last ones.

I’ve seen what happens when people think they are fit to be parents and they’re not. People are so arrogant; they assume anyone is up to the job. They have kids in their twenties, or even earlier, before they know how to be an adult themselves. Anything you do not deal with through extensive introspection and therapy, you will pass on to your children. I could never assume that I was good enough to be a father. I doubt many people are.

I think it was Stephen King who said that the sum of all human fear is just a door left slightly ajar.

The end of the world is a fairly comforting concept, because – in theory – we wouldn’t have to survive it. Maybe what’s been fucking us up, more than anything, hasn’t been finding a way to cope with the world ending but finding a way to cope with the fact that it didn’t.