Almost halfway to Calypso and we are in a vast empty plain in space that is comparable with the feeling of emptiness, so long resident deep inside my stomach. While the most of the universe isn’t very bright to begin with, I must say that this must be the most dark shithole I have seen or heard of.
This is place is drenched in boredom and melancholy that it slowly seems to tear away the fabric of sanity. Even the relay post here, as one of the very few, is completely automated, without operator or any other staff.
While I will be glad when the next sequence of jumps will start, hoping that the scenery I’ll see then will be better; I can’t seem to let the feeling go that a part of me will be forever left here.
This emptiness brings me further than ever from all I know and I start to realize that there Is no way back. Behind lays all I knew and loved, poisoned and hostile to me, before me lays the unknown, waiting like a prison more than a refuge.
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