On the Same Team
In the beginning, it wasn’t terribly difficult for us to find one another. Now I find myself wondering, if it had been harder, if we had to search for each other, if we would have still fallen apart. I wonder if we still would have thought that we were on the same team. We all wanted to take down the corrupt leader, rescue our partner, find out what happened to our family, avenge our dog… we all wanted to be heroes. Who could blame us? We were raised on stories, being told about how those who believe in themselves and don’t give up will find others who are looking for the same thing. They’ll find these others, and they’ll work together. They’ll become companions, and although they may not always agree, they’ll always come back to each other. They’re all fighting the same enemy. So we found ourselves in our stories, the heroes that we had always dreamed of being, leading our team of misfits, brought together by disparate circumstances. We worked together, trying to write the story ...