Ship's Log | To Boldly Go

Uh, I've never been real good at the apologizing thing and all. Which is probably obvious considering it took me this long to post anything. But... uh... sorry. For making a mess a bunch of weeks ago and hurting. And thanks and sorry to the people who helped me out.

There is something about the early morning hours. It doesn't matter if it's on this ship, or in a city back home.

There's a quiet, like the breath held before the dawn.

I've always enjoyed it.

So I've started my security training. It feels good to be doing something again instead of just sitting around freaking out about being in space.

Who else works security?

[Ginny]

I keep missing you in the room, but hey. I'm Chloe. Your roommate.

Does anyone else have children back at home that they miss?

My son George is three. I miss him terribly. Some days it strikes me more than others. At least I know that he is being taken care of by my parents.