Come outdoors, you’ll soon be trashed and swept away. The thought in your heart, it makes you so afraid you’ll never come outside again.

This is a song that I wrote for you, but you’ll never receive it. You always carefully close your doors. Detest all kinds of whatever. May I persuade you to go on holding on to this song?

National Geographic’s Dangerzone isn’t much of a help. It leaves you pegged down to your seat at home. All alone.

Analyse the papers and you’ll conclude that you stand in your right. To conclude that it’s very dangerous to go outside nowadays. There is a chance that a plane falls down right on top of your head while you least expect it to do so. But get a grip on your own life and look way beyond.

You sit hours on your own. What does it take to get you out of there?