Fly Me To The Moon, Recovered Journal Entry Number 1





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Fly Me To The Moon, Recovered Journal Entry Number 1
By Thoughts from Within • Issue #8 • View online
Fly me to the moon,
And let me play among the stars.
Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars.
In other words, hold my hand!
In other words, darling, kiss me.
Fill my heart with song,
and let me sing forever more.
You are all I long for, all I worship and adore.
In other words, please be true!
In other words, I love you!
May 25, 2035
The day that space travel really became more than government propaganda to me was the day that private space travel became affordable to the average person. A few years ago a company broke the ground on a permanent moonbase. It was unimaginably expensive and needed more supplies constantly. I’m standing on one of those rockets now as a tourist. A space tourist. As a birthday present. I was absolutely elated.
The boarding process is surprisingly streamlined. No drugs, no cigarettes, no lighters, no knives or sharp objects of any kind. You take all of your electronics out of your bag and then walk through the scanner. Then you hop in the little bus and the instructions are explained to you in a video on the seat backs with the most soothing voice imaginable.
Welcome to your moon flight thanks to the OutThere corporation. Please listen closely as we give you vital instructions. As soon as you get to the rocket, head to your assigned seats immediately. Buckle up tight with the five point harness like this. When everyone is buckled up, we will start a countdown and your buckles will lock until takeoff is complete. Please note that all baggage must be stowed prior to takeoff to avoid accidental crushing of fellow passengers. We hope you enjoy your trip to the…Moon… and have the most pleasant of days.
It really felt like they had literally just made a generic template video and spliced in the word “Moon”. Why? They have literally one destination.
Anyways, my partner and I made our way to our seats and buckled up. I took a selfie of us in our seats.
The voice kicked up again:
Everyone is buckled up! We have started a 60 second countdown. Have fun, relax and make sure to #@$&sj@&$jalfn your bagg%#*&%ksjfa…
The voice faded to a garbled mess of static and then another voice took its place:
Other people around us were visibly upset. Then the rocket tilted upwards. Then one screamed.
The engines kicked in and the reason for the earplugs became apparent instantly. I clutched my partner’s hand tighter and felt my phone press into my chest tightly. The rocket lifted off the ground and we could see the blue sky go darker until we could see the stars.
There was a pleasant chime and a flight attendant picked up:
Good afternoon travelers! We are now en-route to the Slipshot hotel, where we will be making the rest of our journey to the Moon. Your seatbelts have been unlocked and you are free to float about the cabin. Bathrooms are on the front and rear sides of the cabin, please be aware that the closest bathroom may be behind you. When you sit down again, please put on the belt buckle just so you can stay in your seat. Have fun and an absolutely pleasant stay.
The shock of the rocket liftoff still rattled me. I was just sent into space thanks to a massive, controlled, continued explosion. The sudden lack of gravity also didn’t help and then everything felt weird and…
My partner opened the sick bag and shoved it in my face, letting me relieve the sick feeling that we were warned about when we bought the tickets. I unbuckled myself and floated a little before grabbing the bag, closing it and heading to the receptacle. I wasn’t the only one having this issue.
The inside of this rocket looked like a normal airplane interior, but with these massive ropes hanging where the overhead bins would normally be. The reason for those ropes became immediately obvious when I was trying to get to the bathroom. Without them I would have never gotten there.
The rest of the flight was uneventful save for my partner and I getting a bunch of photos. I’ll write more after we rest. I’m writing this from our suite in the Slipshot hotel.
This is the best birthday present ever.


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