We are the species that left Africa seventy thousand years ago. Even then, we knew how to adapt to anything: we survived fifty degrees below zero in Siberia, the dense jungle of Ecuador, the four-thousand-meter heights of Tibet. The line that did not give up, the one that learned to suffer, to adapt, and to reinvent itself, is the one that gave us life.
Today the world keeps changing — the climate shifts, technology evolves, nations rise and fall. No one knows exactly what's coming. But our ancestors held on like this for more than three million years, and every time the world came crashing down on them, they found a new way to accept and adapt. In comfort, there is no progress.