...but the umbilical cord is still attached.
We made plastic. We depend on it, but now we're drowning in it.
The process of plastification started.
We breathe plastic, we feel plastic, we wear plastic, we are plastified.
We embrace the challenges and we start to create our own destiny using our parent’s DNA.
Along the road, we become rebels, we desperately collide with the old ideas and we begin to reject, wanting to break the chains of plastification, thinking that we are the forgers of our destiny and we know better.