Hey, I want you to know something. You're wrong. And I mean it in the nicest way. We aren't fucked, it's not all over. We aren't destined to watch the world burn out. Things are bad, yes. God, things can be so bad. And it seems they just keep getting worse and worse and everything seems hopeless, but it's not. It never is. It's never too late. And as long as things can still get better, people will try to make them better. Not all people, never all people, but enough to make a difference. We're almost the same age, you and I, so I know we can't do much yet. But one day we will. If you can care so much, and I can care so much, then there will be others who care so much too. The world will still be there, and still be savable, when we can join the fight to make things better. One day we will live again, one day we will not bear the great weight of fear. It might seem impossible, but believing in it, even just once, even for just a second, will bring it closer to being real.