The sound of children laughing, memories now long passed.
“How do you like to go up in a swing?” my father had asked.
“Higher, daddy!” I begged.
The feeling of weightlessness before gravity pushed me back along my pendulum course was the childhood experience setting me on a path to my future. I enjoyed the feelings of weightlessness and had begged my father to make it last longer.
“Ready!”
Tethered with nothing more than a lifeline, I launched myself into the weightless void now so familiar. I am a specialist. My task is to keep my craft fit for humans as we explore the asteroids in search of mineral riches.

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Jenny Matlock
July 27, 2013 at 09:45
Ross!
Such a wonderful sci-fi flavor!
I love the almost despair I feel in these words.
Really tangible writing!
Cool!