Unasked for alterations

Posted on 02 Dec 2024 @ 11:06am by Nesh Saalm

265 words; about a 1 minute read

I don't usually do these things...logs. It seems like a Starfleet thing to do, really, and I'm definitely not Starfleet.

Things have been different since the system's test. I've got these really uncomfortable urges to keep things straight and neat since the 'incident' in the galley. Why would I have left all of those pots and pans dirty in the industrial sink anyway? That doesn't seem like something I would do...and then when I got back to my quarters - belongings everywhere, no order...it was almost distressing to see and it took me hours to get my area back in order.

And then...Jeysa. Oh, don't get me wrong, I love to look at a beautiful form, male or female...but having Jeysa invade my kitchen...cook with me...by The Great Bird, I fed her with my hands...kissed her cheek? Something is...different now. I feel different. Not myself. Is this just part of growing up? Mother and Lihra both told me that I would change when I matured...and then lamented that I still hadn't 'grown up' enough to take things more seriously. Is this what they meant? Is this what is happening here?

These things are so stupid. It just makes me sound like I'm not even the same person anymore. Great. Well. I won't delete it. Keep it for posterity. Let the investigators see that this incident was the inciting factor in whatever changes I'm undergoing. Hope this log finds you well, faceless reader. Maybe I'll do more. Just depends on where this all goes.

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