Della Vetri Personal Log Stardate 238510.19
We are done. We're on our way back to SB118, and all is good. Well, kinda.
Went to see Tash. He seems to be handling things okay, what with being back from the dead, and all. We split a bottle and had a nice chat - until I fragged the whole thing. Don't ask how, let's just chalk it up to the fact that my brain isn't firing on all thrusters right now.
Still, it could have gone worse. I just don't want to think about how much worse... Speaking of things going bad, I'll be dropping in to see the XO. I've been working on getting things sorted for the crewmen we lost on this mission. I know it's not really my job, but I needed something to focus on, and it was the first thing to come to mind.
Maybe not the best frame of mind for the task, but it's halfway done now, and strangely theraputic. I'm not sure what that says about my psyche right now, but I really don't care too much.