"...does summer come for everyone? can humans do what prophets say..."
Ya know...ive been grappling with this for a long time.
when i was a kid, i could never sleep a wink dirtside - it wasnt until i was a teenager, that i took my first interstellar ride and got my first nights sleep. something about space, engines, i dunno - it just puts me to sleep when i never could have before.
Its been only a few years since then, and it really feels like a hundred. So much time in space, and ive never been more alive. I made my living here - first doin' dirt-poor trading in a small freighter - then later smugglin' all kindsa things all over the 'verse. Ive made alot of money, but not one credit ever seemed to matter at all - it was just being here. being in space. being in the black. listening to cruise engines behind me, singing me to sleep, a canopy of twinkling stars to keep me company, and maybe some music on the low-band comm freq's.
Thats all ive ever wanted was that. And now im reading neural net messages - i havent spoken to my folks in a couple of months - i didnt even notice - got evicted from my apartment for missing rent - three months in a row - same with my mooring point. Lost it - forgot to pay my fee's. man, im starting to wonder when the last time i even set foot dirtside was - much less my home, Planet LA. its been ages, and i didnt even notice.
So yeah...ive been grapplin with this a while now. ive felt...i dunno, dead. like i need to move forward, and i dont know it - stuck in this rut, running goods, making money, none of which i spend on anything. just stockpiling money, because, hell, hauling goods is productive, and while im out here, ya know?
ive been stuck in this rut. needing to move forward - feelin' like this for a long while now...not knowing what to do.
no great epiphany - no bolt outta the blue - nothin' dramatic *chuckle*
I just decided to leave it all behind. my family, house politics, rotten corrupt liberty, and all the houses.
leaving behind smuggling, im done with that.
*Guitar Strumming*
"...oh girl, i dont know all the reasons why...that i found the answers, lookin' in your eye..."
"...'cause ill tell you everything about...livin' free~..."
*lets out a breath*
Im done with it all. its like lugging a ton of bricks on your back for five miles, then three quarters there, you realise you never had to lug them at all. the relief, gettin' all the crap off your back, its like your a new man.
I just want to be here. fly the 'verse, grab the freedom by both hands, and make it my own.
So, it all comes down to one question...
Zoners of Sirius - you have room for one more?
*Guitar Strumming continues as Transmission Fades*
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*incoming transmission*
Comm ID: [TAZ]Doc Holliday
Location: Shasta Orbital Skyhook, Baffin System
To: Mr. Dane Summers
Kallisti, Mr. Summers,
You definately sound as if you will fit in well with us. Both Mr. Orphelia and Mal are correct in their assessments. Yes, the Omicrons do get lonely but here in Baffin, it's fairly peaceful as we have a no shooting law. If people want to "duke it out" and settle differences then they can take it elsewhere. Besides people flying from the Taus through to Coronado and then Liberty and/or Bretonia, it's quiet. One wouldn't think so with our system nestled in the middle of it all but it is. We can worship Eris in peace.
Join us if you wish. We're centrally located so if you do decide to venture to house space, you can and a jump or two. I hear Freeport 6 is fairly uneventful as well. Call me if you choose us.