[ WP ] We all lived and worked on the top 100 stories of a 1000 story building and we rarely went down to the ground .

`` What was the ground like,'' he wondered. He would often stare out his window, trying to see a glimpse of the ground below but it was just *so far*. He had never touched foot there; he lived high up with the others. The others who worked up here, who held jobs and had families and lived high up in the sky. They were n't paid to be curious about the bottom though. Their lives revolved around the top hundred floors of a one thousand floor building. Someone had to do it. When the oceans rose, when there was less and less land and more and more people -- what other option, but to build up and up and up? 
 
 So here we are. The ones who were sent above. The ones who live day in and day out far above the bottom. Druding along, looking at our potted plants and wondering what it would be like to see a tree growing out of the ground, wondering what an ocean could look like in person because on screen it just seems so vast and endless but could anything really seem like that? 
 
 `` From below, is that what this building looks like?'' he wondered. Vast and endless, people from below never able to see the top where hundreds of fellow humans worked day in and day out far above the bottom.
