If I only knew what this life would bring me, I think I could get by without that much of a problem. I mean sure life will come and go and we won’t know the difference because of it. It will be here one second and gone the next, that’s how life tends to work. We don’t always know what’s going to happen. I wish I could understand something about this life though, anything really. That would be quite nice. But alas I fear that I will be unable to understand anything right away. Life will be what it will be and I will have to simply understand that and be apart of it. It won’t always come to me easily I’m afraid. That’s life in a nutshell.
John looked out the window of his office. He was on space station Epsilon orbiting Earth. The year was 2245, the twenty-third century. It had been a long handful of days for the commander. The stars shined brightly. He could see different constellations out his window. It reminded him of many things in life. Mostly the fact that life was fragile. Nothing was really set in stone. Life could end at any moment, John was highly aware of this. The door chimed, interrupting John’s thoughts. “Come in.” He said. John’s aide entered the room. “Commander.” She said. “I thought you should know, the results you were waiting for? They came in.” Handing John a piece of paper with the findings, she waited his response. John looked at the paper for a moment. He frowned at what he saw. Sitting down in his chair, John sighed. “You’re certain this is accurate Susan?” Susan nodded. Her blonde hair seemed to shimmer off of the lights in the office. Her blue eyes locking with his to confirm her stateme...