It was coming. I wasn’t 100% sure what ‘it’ as going to be—there were half a dozen avenues that had been explored and it could easily come down any one of them. But it was going to change the way the world worked and it was going to be big enough that people were going to be big enough that people were going to have to take sides. That kind of big.
I wasn’t afraid of it though. I knew in my heart what was right—and no matter what it decided to be, I knew which side I was going to come down on. It wasn’t even going to be a question.
No, I was afraid of everyone else. People I respected, even loved. We were all going to be tested, our true colors would show, based on if we sided with A or B. Even refusing to choose was taking a side, in its own way. How would I be able to live with some of these people again. How would I be able to look them in the eye, knowing what they believe in their souls? How could I respect them again/ Could I continue to love them the way I had?
It was most certainly coming. And it was going to change absolutely everything.