I remember waking up, I was hungry, I was cold, and beyond that- I remember nothing.

Locks and computers melt before my fingertips, why do I know this so second nature, ya’know.

Mysteries like magnets, my instincts and intuitions guide me forward.

One life left, ride this universe till the end, infinity be damned.

A wander, drifter, bum they call me, but I feel lucky because without attachment I am free, time to become the Starfield