An Eloi Bronze Medal Winner
The drive back to Westchester was harrowing. Two cars nearly side swiped me, and one big-ass truck stopped so suddenly in front of me that I had all I could do to swerve out of crashing into it and becoming an instant Long Island Expressway pancake.
Everything is related to each other on some level, and people have discovered that the deeper you go, the more you find that totally different things are made of the same thing.
But if you come across something you know to be true, one thing is certain: you can never go back to not knowing.