In the desert. The Sun is beating down and your water is running low. Youre feeling weary. You’ve been walking for days and youre beginning to question the validity of your decision to take this journey.
Behind you lies your home world, you left behind. It’s safe there. You know the people and are familiar with the routine. However, it’s boring. You knew how every day would play out and had a nagging feeling that you would never be fulfilled living in this place.
Right now, though, your home is looking appealing.
You know that you could probably, just about, make it back. With the amount of water youve got left, it would be a stretch but the chances are in your favour. So, what do you do?
Out there beyond the vast expanse of the desert.
People had talked about it, a paradise where everything was green and the people lived happy and fulfilling lives. And you had SEEN it. Many years ago you had a vision of the place and deep feeling that it was real.
Now, though, as you walk through the endless desert, you’re questioning your sanity. How could you make such an important decision on gut instinct? The reality of what you see in front of you is sand, sun and pain. You’re chasing something that may not even be real. Why are you putting yourself through this?
So, what do you do?
You’re in the desert right now. There’s no sign of hope, no indication that your instincts are correct, but you decide to keep walking.
You keep walking because you believe that, despite so much evidence to the contrary, there was something real behind that voice telling you to take this journey.
