Marcus Dickens/Personal log 239102.15
Computer, start record
So, here I am, back to where I started, gods... it's like if I've been away for a whole life and yet, being back here, makes me feel happy and with a spark in me that makes me want to smile all the time. It's been some time since I've smiled that much, many problems, many issues, many responsibilities and... there's Vojana. what I'll tell her. Hello honey, how're you doing? remember that I'll write my request for a planetary transfer or to resign Starfleet, well, I'm headed now for an almost unknown part of space surrounded by a mysterious cloud that I started to chart and study about nine years ago... No, she'll kill me. I don't know, I remember my first days here and when I boarded it, I felt that it's calling me, as if she's in need of me and the other way around. I've not seen Vojana since we left the Avandar and that's beginning to worry me. I've tried to reach her three times now and she's always unavailable, If I can't reach her when we end this babysitting mission I might try to as permission to go to look for her and maybe check with headquarters about my transfer. Maybe it won't have to be to the same planet we'll live on, but at least on the same star system. This will make things a lot more easier. Computer pause.
Resume. Well, for the moment the crew seemed to have merged well and I have to remind me that Caitians doesn't like chocolate, or at least to check with the database for appropriate substitute. That aside, it's somehow a relief not being the first officer of the starship as it saves me from a lot of paperwork and stress. Mission Specialist ... I've not been that since... let me think... first was the Tiger.... oh, yeah, since the Challenger-A, but at least there I was CSO too so this time I only have to do one job, so the better for me. The only thing I miss is ... having my own office. Oh, that commander Walker, she's lucky to have it. I hope she treat it well. Before we depart I intend to make another try to reach Vojana... Something's wrong here, and I don't know how it'll end.