The expanse

Zooming through the French countryside on a nearly silent train, I see green fuzz covering an otherwise brown terroir. The blue-gray sky is nearly cloudless, black specks-birds-dot the space above the horizon
The land outside the window could be that of my home country if not for the brick towns that pop up.
This country is lot my own or even vaguely familiar, but it shows that we (humans) aren't that different. Though not all countries are so similar, we are people have some basic needs and desires that are the same, regardless of where we're from-food/water and love. I can't think of anything else that we need to live. Love makes us human, otherwise what are we? Robots or monsters.