My friends, you have not yet come to fathom the length my eyes see. They see beyond the oceans of Earth, they can smell colours, they can catch brainwaves. According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way that a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyways. Because bees don’t care what humans think is impossible. I have observed the progression of the virtual game known as a ‘Thrive’, as it develops past the current state of programming. I live off a motto that says, ‘yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery’. I have goals and agendas. Where ever I’ll be tomorrow, that’s where I’ll be. Poopy-di scoop Scoop-diddy-whoop Whoop-di-scoop-di-poop Scoop-diddy-whoop.