COMMANDER'S LOG. DATE 19/3/3307. GRAVITY STINKS
19 Mar 2021Unfamiliar
A liaison offered me o job to [BD+05 5244] at [Babakin Installation]. Some short of sensitive data. I guess the installation was named after Georgy Nikolayevich Babakin a Soviet engineer and communications and targeting systems specialist working in the ancient Soviet space program. Sensitive data in an installation named after a Soviet... coincidence. But my job was to transport, not making correlations. Amazingly my memory of history lessons was strong, it is only the recent events I have a problem remembering. Maybe my age is the key to this observation. Interesting thing having to touch a planet's surface again after so many years.Surely the lack of gravity of any G, have made my body weak. The re-entry procedure was as always terrifying, and managed to get there relatively on time, but I was literally running on fumes. A bad miscalculation about my ship's range made me arrive at the installation almost unable to perform re-entry procedures. Finally I managed.
An old friend made contact. I explained him my situation, he too was having a blur memory. He proposed to meet to [LHS-3615], which was several jumps away. So I started the journey. From there maybe some good job could prove profitable. So I have something new to wait.
All well. For Now...