We live in a world where if you fall, you’re more embarrassed about it than injured. Where everyone is disbelieving of one another for no apparent reason, but because everyone seems guilty until proven otherwise.
A world where “trust is good, but control is better”, and everyone is seeking to manipulate each other, to exploit each situation to their own benefits, to appear superior in every way.
Where money accounts for more than happiness. Knowledge counts for less than contacts. And kindness is viewed suspiciously.
Where it is a gargantuan feat to survive if you’re different.
Also part of Weekend Writing Prompt #195