Now face the world.

Now face the world.

Now face the world.

I can see it in their faces.

Unless, of course, I die with a face like this.

Because I'm the smartest human being on the face of the Earth.

I think he wants me to throw a glass of water in his face.

I ask for a simple glass of water on the face and they walk out on me.

Well, I've made my peace with the world, and now I'm ready to face the unknown like a man.

Oh, I have to face the horrible reality that no one will ever hear another peep out of me again.

The warm sun on my face, the soft hum of the fluorescent tubes as they give us additional holy light, the constant familiar itching and burning in my left ear, and of course the cool sensation of my skin crawling with microscopic insects.