bright light city

It's weird. I spent so much time on Moya being homesick for here. Not Vegas-here, but Earth-here.

And now that I am home, I just want to get back to Moya, even if everyone was frelled off with me. (Ignoring the whole "unable to leave" dren, by the way)

Today's complaining has been brought to you by the words "Never" and "Satisfied", and the color puce.

Surely Earth has more to offer than excess and indulgence.

This is not what I expected.