I feel stuck here, sometimes.
“Where?”
Earth? I guess?
“Couldn’t you just leave?”
I mean, sure, but what if I get to space and I get fat from carbon dioxide inflating my body or something
“I don’t think that’s how that works.”
You don’t know everything. Plus I might end up missing home probably.
“Have you ever left?”
Not really.
“Then how would you know?”
That sounds like a trick question. I did say I wasn’t totally sure.
“Well, if you want to leave, but you don’t want to go to space, maybe you could go on a vacation.”
Doesn’t that cost money?
“Why would I know that.”
You’re supposed to be super smart!
“Like you said, I don’t know everything, and I choose particularly not to know about money.”
Oh.
“So what are you going to do?”
I don’t know. Probably just stare at the sky for a couple more hours instead of everything else.
“I see.”
You can sit with me if you want
“Sounds like an acceptable plan.”
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