Mars chapter two

Good morning, status report Director shows our population holding steady at 146. With 14 being children and 10 senior citizens. Chief botanist Sayana reports that you might like to know this year's crop of Indian spices and herbs will surpass last year's crop.

That is outstanding news! Please send a message to her husband inquiring as to what I should bring to compliment my expected dinner invitation. And not to worry no more horror stories to their children before bedtime. Yes Director.

With my mind drifting off as my electronic secretary went through the paces of the morning report. I couldn't help the fact that even now with things going so well that I could still feel so alien. Was I in fact a human Director in charge of alien Martians? Or was I a martian Director in charge of a human colony?

Outwardly I always show the strength required of my position. But inside it's the never ending turmoil. The unstoppable pull towards, something. The growing anxiety over somewhere to be.

Director? Director, are you okay?

Oh, I'm sorry Owl. My mind is somewhere else. Let's take this up later in the morning. Yes Director.

Even surrounded by the best that humanity can spare my best friend is an electronic avatar. I don't miss what I left on Earth. Even now to me it seems more of a fantasy realm than my true reality. A faraway place my legs will never walk. A distant light in the sky that never shined on me. Even still now I wonder how did I ever pass the psych evaluation? No, my reality is nearby. My time is approaching.

By the way Owl, what's the latest distance on the reconnaissance scans? Director, as of this morning we have successfully scanned a 20 mile radius. And have found nothing out of the ordinary. Thank you Owl, keep me posted and take yourself an electronic 10 minute break. As unnecessary as always, but yes Director.

What was I looking for? Where was it I needed to be looking? What was I going to do when I found it? Always looking for a way out. Always looking for what no one else saw. Always with a destiny in isolation... there's not a telescope in the universe that can see far enough away that I can forget her. Even being a human farthest away from his home planet and yet she still feels right next to me. I can never be free. Always looking for a way out. Why did I come here? How far can I go? How did I ever pass the psych eval?

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Particles perfectly matched in a heavenly supercollider. Get separated by foolish mortal gravity.

Flesh and blood poking around the tapestry, clubbing in the dark to bring about events of a higher power. Foolishly causing pain and hurt to go the shortest distance in the longest possible manner.

Was loving you the lesson? Or the punishment? Was it meant to grow the organ to love? Or a way to remove it as a liability?

Why do I still love her when our particles are no longer matched?