Personal Log: December 30th 2155

Posted on Tue Aug 26th, 2025 @ 6:56pm by Captain Samantha Curry

375 words; about a 2 minute read

Personal Log: December 30th 2155... 1747 local time

Carlsbad Caverns never gets old for me. I see something new every time. Its perfect. It's a nice capstone before the big send off. Down here... near the Lake of the Clouds... 316 meters under the Earth. Shit that is deep and it never doesn't feel that way. Its a weird... peaceful... spiritual place. Water with calcite in it, you can't even begin to describe the colors. Got the sleeping bag out, and it sounds like foil-wrapped hobo stew for dinner. Yum.

Huh. Up to til now m thoughts weren't on what's coming or what's going on out there. Well now they are. It creeps up on you. Its funny how being deep down boils things down into the most basic parts. I'm stalling... I'm stalling Starfleet because dropped a bombshell on me. They want MACOs on the Challenger. I think I knew this was coming. Maybe I came down here to work through it. Or hide. Maybe a little of both?

Huh I just realized. Tomorrow's the last day of 2155.

I was never big on New Years as a holiday but I feel more aware of it this time. The last few months have gone by fast... but I don't feel like it started that way. I keep asking myself. Why am I doing this? What am I trying to prove? Feels surreal.

We launch in three days. That feels even more surreal. I feel like I've lapped that ship a hundred times by now in one of those claustrophobic inspector pods. Weird. Caves are ok. Inspection pods? They feel pretty tight.

Its a nice-looking ship though. Its not a Vulcan ship but its nice. I'm tired of inspections but I can still say it is. But to me, its vehicle to meet new species... find new worlds. I never bonded with the Tyson or the Shepard like I guess engineers do.

Hmm. Stream of consciousness personal logging, brought to you by the Lake of Clouds. I'm going to go enjoy my last few hours of shore leave. I haven't been back on Earth in awhile. It sounds like it'll be awhile before we come back this way.

Gotta go. Gretchen just broke out the booze.

End Log.

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