He didnt want to leave, but she said he had to. It didn't matter what he wanted, what he felt. She was in survival mode. The dark clouds rolled over top our tiny rooftops, covering them in soot, fallout, all the toxic stuff that could kill a man in seconds. "Daddy! Where's daddy?" Little sauli koskinen cried out to his mother as she put him in the backseat of her car. "Daddy will come, little one. He will come." And with that, no more question, no more reluctance, they drove off down the road towards the airport approximately 127 miles ahead. They stopped once at a small motel near the airport to buy tickets off the computer. Once they had them, they rushed into the crowded building, scuttling and pushing and slipping past people to get to their due flight.
The plane was quiet and humid. So much so that sauli found himself sweating within 5 minutes of being in his seat. The plane began to vibrate with life, moving suddenly and he could feel it happening, then it took off. His stomach felt tingly for a moment when it did take flight, but wonder was not absent. The views out the window was satisfying enough for the boy. Rolling hills, animals scattered throughout the plains. Vast forests filled with unknowns and thingiedoos not to his level of understanding. But did he need to understand? No. Not yet. But he will. Those vast unknowns and thingiedoos can come in all shapes and sizes, that he understood. But when and where would he encounter them? How would it begin, end? Tragedy? Excitement? Fear? Who knows. That's the beauty of it.
But little did he know that his life would change so quickly, just like that! Due to those...thingiedoos...by age 17 he still hadn't found out what he wanted to do with his life. Now how fair is that? Oh yeah. Its not.