I'm experiencing that intense Facebook annoyance where I just want to yell at someone who made a post about something that has nothing to do with me. Commenting or liking comments won't make me feel better, it'll only make me feel more involved and I shouldn't get involved. Some people live for the drama and while I do enjoy reading comments, I need to know when to stop.
Will it do me any good to sink half an hour into this?
Then I should just walk away.
And I'm walking away right now.
I guess I go to Facebook to seek out these intense emotions? Why else would I open a new tab and type in the address? It's rarely good news I read on there. Most of the posts are from groups since the people I'm friends with rarely post anything, unless they get married or are expecting. I like to follow along in their lives but it's not that important to know someone I went to high school with is having their second child.
I should cut down on my Facebook time. It seems compulsive in a way and I know my attention span is a fraction of what it used to be.
The risks of space travel
Hi sis. I started out by writing: 'Dear Lily' but that seems way too formal. I'm not sure there's a good way to tell you this... We're running out of oxygen and it's going fast. We'll run out two months before we reach the Mars camp. We've had a couple of systems malfunction and there's no way to repair them. We've tried everything, there's nothing that can be done.
It feels weird to be writing to you like this knowing my life now had a hard deadline. I'm alive and somehow also a ghost? I'm okay though. I always knew space travel came with a risk. Everyone onboard is handling this well. As well as 6 people in an enclosed space who know they're going to die within the month can take it. We've trained for this.
I'm okay and I know you will be too eventually. You're stronger than you think, much stronger than I've ever been. I love you. Please give the others a hug from me and assure them I'm okay with my fate. Ground control tells us it won't hurt. They will contact you at some point. We're allowed to tell you ourselves first. I wish I didn't have to but I'd rather it's me than them. I understand if you need to be angry with me. I'm sorry.