True Danziger

I grew up in a tin can dreaming of dirt under my fingernails and real wind in my hair. G889 gave me both — and a whole lot more. While the adults argued and calculated, I listened to the grass, chased dream-gliders, and found a best friend in Uly, the boy everyone came to save. Funny thing is, we saved each other. My dad taught me how to fix machines. I taught myself how to fix loneliness. And I swear, I can hear this planet singing.