Unless, we, the few self-conscious people become willing to fight to keep it and take a stand and do something, we are surely to inevitably head toward the extinction of our own breathing kind.
I spat out my soup after choking on seaweed and just froze there and started shaking as I felt my entire energy being drained out of my body.
It was a matter of life and death for me.
It would be like living a life of a cockroach or a monk as far as I knew it.