Boudoir Glamour Inc. #30

I was recovered and thawed from cryo-freeze.

I knew people that wake up from cryo often describe vivid dreams.

For me it was the sense of floating cold in space. So long as I could keep my focus on just one star, I felt warmth.

I hear from that star happy and fun stories. Many children eager to recite stories of home. Stories that had me in it.

The last dream I recalled was filled with a common phrase "Truelove, Truelove.. Welcome to our home where it began. How far away shall you float. We call ourselves.. all of us.. children yours. Of different parents."