Who Says an Electron Can’t Have It All?

Alexandre Gondran via Wikimedia Commons

Here I go!

I speed toward the anode, its positive charge appealing to my intrinsic negativity. I dream about diving into it, splashing into its electron-deficient sea. It needs me. I can swim around inside it, balancing its charge, redistributing heat to its coldest parts. I can be useful.

I brace myself for impact, but my path zooms me through a hole in the metal. Soon…