Sometimes, we introverts adore moments away from people. We look forward to times where it’s us and our surroundings alone but imagine what happens when we find ourselves alone forever? Imagine having to live on earth, as the only human? Do we feel relief at the prospect of not having to socialize anymore, or worse still, do we panic and begin to crave for the same people we eschewed ourselves from, on certain days?
If I found out I was the only human, in my environment, my first reaction would be panic. I would go from door to door in my environment, searching for a semblance of human life. I would frantically knock, call out for anyone, and perhaps if after all these, there’s still no sign of life, I will stand at a specific location, the entrance to a street for example, and scream so loudly at the realization.
A life without the amazing people I call my friends, a life where I can’t share my humor and no one shares with me in return. A world where only I exist. What I’d feel in such a situation would be indescribable. It would be a mixture of loneliness, grief and confusion. I would revisit all the beautiful memories I made when my fellow humans still existed, I would smile at the happy ones, with tears running down my cheeks at how suddenly everything ended. I would also smile through tears at the sad ones, thinking of how everyone around me reacted at that moment. I would go through moments, trying to remember the faces of the people I’ve met in my lifetime, even if they didn’t exist anymore.
I’d have to start existing, fending for myself without having to consider if others feel discomfort. I’d exist, making sure I talk to myself out loud daily to hear the sound of my own voice. I say exist because there’s no living in such a situation. There’s only existence. I would scribble on the walls, in English, just so whatever creature that finds that place, gets to also know that a language like that once existed. I would bury my favorite books, wrapping them in nylon bags, in hopes that the next inhabitants of planet earth, find it and get a glimpse of our minds as humans - per chance they have the ability to think.
Then lastly, I’ll pray for my death as I count the days. Hoping that when I die, it would be in a body of water, surrounded by moss, so there are higher chances of me being fossilized. That way, I will make an impact on humanity even if it no longer existed. Proof of our existence will be documented, if the next inhabitants choose to make use of knowledge.
The #sci-fi multiverse community posed an interesting question for the week. A question that allows our imaginations run wild - what would you do if you were the last human on earth? This is me sharing what I think I would do in a situation like that.
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