Waking up. 
It’s strange to be in one place for so long. 
One solid, confined, dark place that hums with life.
They tell me that they will take me to a starbase where I can go wherever I want. I made the mistake of looking out a window and the sky was moving, so fast. Long ago, the feeling of being on a ship was so natural.

Everything is strange now. The clothes, the technology, the food. It all seems like a vision that won’t stop. 
They tell me that they think centuries have passed since my ship was lost…but how can that be? I feel the years, but they don’t reflect on my face. Who would believe it? 
I wonder if Starfleet is still around.