Free of the world below.
The final day in orbit.
January 07th, 2013 – – Space-Dock.
Looking down at Earth from the observation deck. It’s incredible. But you’ve seen that. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine I’d be up here, after all, I don’t have a mil for Space-Ex, or even a quarter-mil for Mr. Branson. I wonder what the Captain will do when he finds out – stow-aways are always found. The Voth who appeared in my livingroom several months ago assured me that wouldn’t happen, so I just need to relax. The inter-phase cloaking device is functioning perfectly, I’m undetectable matter, here but not here, they just walk right through me. It’s weird and I don’t care. I’m on the Enterprise. If I have to give an alien my liver for a chance like this then so be it. He doesn’t need the liver any time soon. In 20 years. But that’s a story for another time.
I’m just going to relax and watch the world spinning for a while, in case it’s all a dream and I wake up. I will update this log when we reach the Jupiter moons. The Captain, I’ve heard, never goes to warp until he reaches the edge of our solar system, letting the ship cruise past each planet at a quarter-impulse, like a teenager cruising around the neighbourhood showing off with his car. I hope it’s true, because I really want to see Galileo’s Jupiter moons. Breathtaking. There’s Mr. Spock.