Just like sex.






Things don't seem to be all that different after all these firsts. They say it’s a magical time, a defining moment of your life.

You are floating inside a nebula.

Please. I just felt nauseous. They had to practically drain me from the pod.

You are here right now, in this time and place.

I don’t like the hype. Seyii doesn’t seem to mind it. Kinda different for her, though. We went different routes and had expectations placed on us accordingly. She didn’t turn her back on half the stuff I did. It’s not like either of us were ever going to turn, but still…

Across a universe that is inconceivably vast, you could draw a series of lines pinpointing this very location; the thick metal sheets that surround you, the capsule within, the atoms inside your beating heart.

Well, Seyii says I should never shut it off. Don’t ever become numb to it. So it’s like I’m spinning around on the spot, turning my back on whatever is convenient to ignore at any given moment. Just the same nausea-inducing shit.
That is you. This is where you are right now. In a moment.

K dropped off a package earlier. Seems she has been busy down south. She understands where we both come from, which really helps. Probably the only good memory I have so far of being in my pod. I’ll never forget that place.
Just a moment.
You can be anywhere.


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