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Osanatar to Meene (and back again)

20 Sep 2019Flemish Jack
18:33:54 30AUG3305:
I've been making this run for days, seems longer.  It's amazing to me how much folks will pay for a hold full of polymers  Not complaining.  It's working out.  That 381 million cred target is getting 6.2 million closer every 4 jumps.  Just drags is all.  

Short approach, received permission to stack up in the queue from Felice Dock.  Auto-docking is nice.  Allows one, if inclined, to sit back with a Hutton Orbital mug full of cat crap coffee and watch the traffic and stars. Again, super boring.  After I hit that magic target I might go pirate hunting.

14:42:42 20SEP3305:
Well that didn't work out.  I mean it did, but there's only so much space truckery one can endure before one goes insane.  I stopped at the cusp...at least I think I did.  Who knows at this point I'm connecting the dots outside the canopy.  Is that a snow man?  It is now.  

I guess what I'm trying to say is this is a lonely life.  To avoid griefer pirates roll solo or private, but then there's no chatter beyond local security blokes and the odd star liner skipper.  I'm not even sure their human, it's always the same yip-yap.  Gets one to thinking they may be in a simulation and nothing is real.  I want it to be real, or at least more real.  Maybe I might have exceeded the cusp.  

How does a commander interface with humans these days?  It's been years, folks are institutionalized at this point, the status quo is ultimate.  Breaking into the social seems harder than it should be.  Reckon I'll go suck up to the Radio Sidewinder folks.  At least they're real.  I think they are anyway.

Meh....

Flemish Jack out.
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