[ENTRY 15..✍]
It's past midnight. I'm lying in bed. I had a great time last night but here I am again, feeling like an outsider in this world. I don't belong here. Sometimes I wish I were an alien and my real parents would come take me home to where I'm supposed to be. Why are humans so boring? Can't fly. Can't teleport. Can't bend elements.
I wonder if the other humans in another earth-like planet in another universe are wired differently.
What if we're the aliens? What if the human race actually originated from another planet that was dying and then they discovered Earth which is similar to their home but then they found out it wasn't habitable so long as the dinosaurs existed, so they sent a massive bomb to destroy every living thing? You can't argue that's not a human move. To exterminate the predators, the rest must go too.
Cool story.
Now how would I explain the loss of high intelligence from what seemed to be a very advanced race when they first settled here.. Hmm.
I'm hungry.
Ah! They had to wipe out any trace of technological literacy because that's the exact reason why their planet died in the first place. They learned their lesson and started to live a simple life hoping the next generations wouldn't advance in science.
And our original ancestors used to have abilities and skills we refer to now as superpowers. But since Earth isn't entirely the same from where we came from, what we were able to do on our original planet is no longer possible here. We've adapted and become boring creatures.
But what if some of the ones left have survived and somehow managed to recover life from our original planet, though? And what if some humans still carry remnants of the DNA from our original ancestors that have long evolved and the abilities we never thought we have can finally function? All that's left now is a trigger. And what if I'm one of those people? Oooh...
I should be concerned about marriage, career, and all the other whatnots of adulting yet here I am racking my brain for our fictional origin. I hate reality. I wish my consciousness could travel light-years away and inhabit another vessel that can fly. A vessel that looks like a goddess. Lmao. I still really manage to be picky.
I want lemon iced tea.