I see a large shape moving in the darkness outside. Is it trying to get in?
Than when I have given up all hope, the machine breaks free and lifts into the air!
The journey back is like a dream.
Perhaps it is the cold and oxygen starvation. Perhaps it is the plants I ate on the moon. Perhaps it is something the selenites did in the weeks when we were unconscious.
I don't feel connected to my surroundings. Reality seems to fades in and out. Sometimes I feel that I exist outside of time and space. Other times I feel like I am connected to everything, everywhere. I have no sensation of time. I am in all times and places. I am all people.
