Hustling Through the Dark

Come read about a vlog by a gal named Dee;Poor cryonicist, just another nobody.Then one day she managed to die;Woke a bit later and learned how to fly.(Pilot, that is. Spaceships. Lunar landers.)

Next thing you know she's bought a new bod.Upgraded it, paid for every last mod.Thought L5 was the place she oughta go;Bought herself a tug using all she could borrow.(Debt, that is. Loans, credit cards.)

Well, now it's time to wave 'bye to Dee and her ship.They're about to head out on a heckuva trip,Heading out into the deepest dark black,Aiming for a motherlode before she gets back.(Vacuum cleaner, that's what they call 'er now.Nice fur. Y'all come back now, ya hear?)

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However much life has changed, some things stay the same - taxes, bureaucrats, reputation, education, hobbies... and, of course, friends.

A month-long writing experiment, which hopefully didn't turn out completely terrible.