The Last Passenger

by Will Dean

I am not a natural traveller. My instinct is to stay close to home and to surround myself with the familiar.

You need to look at the potential logical reasons. Look at them one by one.

My sister is my rock in so many ways but she is a fragile, weathered rock, complete with deep stress fractures.

Humans can survive three weeks with no food, three days with no water, three hours with no shelter, three minutes with no hope.’

‘You can repaint steel; you cannot bring back a life.’

We need privacy in order to thrive and feel secure. We require the concept of contractual consent in order to trust others. They’re bedrocks of modern society.

The only private spaces we have are inside our own minds. The thoughts we conceal from one another. From ourselves.

You’re strong, until you’re not.

We all grow accustomed to being in control of the image we present to the world.