Mission Atlantis

I didn't think it'd be so

I've never celebrated without

Maybe if

At least there was

Two days

I keep finding notes all over the place, but I think the one I found this morning is from my sister. It isn't signed, but I'm pretty sure it's her handwriting, and there's a lot of stuff in there only she'd known. I kind of wish she were here, but now I wonder if that's even possible since everything's very different now. Maybe it is, but maybe she'd be different and wouldn't be the same one who'd write the letter. And if I could write her back, would it go to the same version of her? None of this is helping

I guess it doesn't really matter since there's no way to know. And I can't do much about it now. But I think I might make a scrapbook of all these other notes. Give them somewhere nice to live since they wandered away from whoever originally wrote them.

I think I'm supposed to apologize for the amount of Lego bins I've acquired throughout the day, but I don't feel sorry for doing so? And a lot of them are in the loft, so they're not in anyone's way in the cabin. And they're not all cluttering my room. But I need labels. Maybe more bins. These bins aren't sorted, and it makes finding the brick or technic piece you want a little difficult.

I think a spell or two might be required.

Sloane! Do you want to come build with me? It might be a nice distraction from I have a few ideas, but I don't have anything set in stone. And the only things I started were little things. And this one flower set while in class.




[[January 29 - The ship provides endless bins of LEGOs, encouraging passengers to construct anything they can dream up. By evening, the most creative designs come to life for an extraordinary display in the holodeck.]]

Tomorrow is my birthday. Who wants to celebrate with me?

Hi people of cabin 32! If you don't know me, which is fine because I think only my mom does, I'm Hawthorne! I've got a question for you guys. Outside my door is a ladder, and it leads up to a loft. Would you guys be okay if I turned that into a reading space slash work space? If you guys want to make it something else and already were planning to call dibs on it, that's cool, too. It just has a nice feel to it, and I thought it could be a good spot for that. But I can make my bedroom work, too.

I also heard a bit of advice I don't think was meant for me? So to whoever needs to hear it, per the Poseidon, always use a bigger bowl than you think you need, don't forget to drink water, and it might be time for a stretch break. (Maybe the ship is trying to help everyone with self care.)

Oh! Sloane! I think the new coffee shop could be a nice place for book club! We're still doing that, right?



[[WEEK 1 :: January 1-7 :: As the new year begins, faint whispers fill the air around the ship. The whispers are fragments of advice, encouragement, or cryptic predictions for the year ahead. Some seem meant for you, while others are clearly for someone else. Who was the advice meant for? Do they really need it? Perhaps you feel an urge to find out who needs the advice you overheard.]]