"We want to go somewhere else, stuck in the atmosphere. Up above in the clouds, looking down on tiny, intelligent ants. This is near Neil Armstrong's sake, this is us. We are experiencing this, this is today, not yesterday nor tomorrow. Earth's glowing cities and inside guts; drowning us, flooding our minds. Open your mind child, create barriers like you wouldn't believe and feel love with your beliefs." - Brianna Rae Daws, cursive diary, Monday the 6th of Sept. 12 o'clock - afternoon.