Journal Entry 1

So, the Center for Advanced Studies flight psychologist suggested I keep a journal in order to collect my thoughts as I journey into the solar systems of the EVE cluster. He says that there is a high percentage of pod pilots who crack up. He said this is a good way to make sure that you keep perspective.

I’m floating here in a pod right now flying through Clellinon. I’ve competed all my orientation missions which were fairly easy up until the last. My guidance system, Aurora, told me that eventually I would learn better skills and the pirates that gave me such trouble today would fall easily before my guns in the future. I hope so because they put a beating on me.

Strange though, immortality feels no different than the life I led previously to this. Sure, I know that if I lose my pod and even this body I will be instantly awakened in an identical body and I’ll be good to go. As I stare at the planet’s and stations where so many little lives are played out…that’s when I feel the enormity of what I’ve become. A good majority of the pod pilots out there already know this feeling and they are infinitely more powerful than me at the moment. Perhaps that will change in the future.

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