“The sky is so blue it looks like a video screen.” He thought to himself.

Then he realized it had been seven years since he’d even seen a video screen. Or electricity for that matter.

But he didn’t miss it. There was a time he did. A time when he wished and prayed and chanted and sang everyday about wanting things to go back to the way they were. Thinking it was always right around the corner.

He now realized that was useless. Useless because it wasn’t going to change things, and useless because there’s no point in hope.

As he walked down the giant gorge and over to the river, he took a long deep breath. And the breath overtook his body in a way it hadn’t done in years. No anxiety, no jitters, no panic, no heart flutters. Just calm and easy.