Log Entry #14
Log Entry #14
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Origin: Boston, New England Region, America, Earth
Age: 22
Description: Brown hair, long.Of slight build. Pale skin, freckles. Student at New England University-Boston. Studying nanotechnical engineering, plans to finish semester at Sequestra University, Mars.
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...what will I miss the most about Earth? I’m not sure, I can’t really think of anything off the top of my head. Idk I guess the flowers? Hahaha, not really that. I don’t know I just feel like I’m supposed to say something sappy and deep like oh I’ll miss taking walks in the parks and seeing the sunset on the beach. And I mean yeah those things are cool but…
...but I mean. I don’t know. I’ve spent like, .01% of my life doing those things. I feel like what I’ll REALLY miss is just the little things you know? Like going out to get a coffee with my friends. I know I can do that anywhere, but it won’t ever be the same coffee-shop and the same coffee and the same barista. I won’t ever be able to have that exact same experience again.
Really when it comes down to it, I’ll never be able to come HOME. I mean, yeah I could always create something close to home wherever I go, but that won’t be my home. Like… like my childhood home. You just walk in and it smells, feels and just is that one place where you can feel at home. I’ll never be able to return to that familiarity, that sameness, that feeling of security, of being at home. That chapter of my life is… well it’s over. That one little corner of the universe will no longer exist. And I guess in the grand scheme of things it won’t mean much, it’s just a few meters of space. But it was my few meters of space, and those few meters meant more to me than anything else. I…
God I guess I never really thought about this end of the world thing. It just seemed like a silly move, I never thought of the consequences, how everything I’ve ever known, everywhere I’ve ever been in my entire life is going to dissappear. Tomorrow. And it’s only just hitting me now. I guess I just didn’t want to face it. I didn’t want to realize it. It’s just so… overwhelming. This is it. These last few hours. After that everything is going to be new. The people, the faces, the places, the food, the culture even the air. The air will never be the same.
I’m sorry I have to go. I need to go home. I need to at least cherish those last few moments I’ll ever have there. Goodbye…
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