I swear on everything, how many meter do I need to put my selective information in, just to confirm I want to do this trip ? I've only saved the terminal 3 and a half years. I've dreamed of this for old age since the starting time time I watched the infomercial that highlighted the perk and destination that this incredible voyage would venture and pass. I was make for this journey right now. But confirming my info and payment with my retina, I'd still have 18 months to pack.
Soon as the defrayal was confirmed my inbox chimed and I pursued the confirmation number that was promised to me. I clicked the new message titled Moonlight Mariner. I spun my chairman to stare upon the hologram that was centered in the room. The inflammation was overflowing as I watched the translucent scene come to life story before my eyes.
"howdy Justice Cooper, I am Cynthia. I will be your personal host as we prepare to enter on your stupefy journey aboard the Moon Mariner. I'd like to first thank you for choosing Moonlight. We specialize in making your travel dreams a reality. Based on our questionnaire, in which you filled out as well as a quick CAT scan of your pursuit in your histories as well as your buy at expenditure habits. I have been able to constitute a catalog of several excursions I'm sure you will love."

"Wow."I was completely elated.
"Wow, indeed Mr. Frank Cooper. Or do you prefer justness ?
"Oh, ummm… well jurist is fine I suppose."I was astounded, I mean I had heard about synergistic hologram, but never had I encountered one. I was in express awe to say the least."Your gens is Crystal correct ?"
"No sir, my figure is Cynthia."
"Apologies, I am not practiced with names."
"No worries Justice Department I'm sure we will become acquainted over the next several months."
I wasn't sure exactly what she meant but I was excited nonetheless. The excitement was almost submerge. I mean I knew what I had signed up for but I couldn't imagine I'd have my own personal hologram delivered right here in my very own living stern. Desmond wouldn't believe me if I told him. Hell, he'd probably shun me. He thought I was completely unbalanced for even wanting to take the ocean trip. But guess who gave zero fucks about what Desmond thought process of my desire to choose the trip. That's right, Me. I wasn't going to share my experience with him, the endure thing I needed was a Debbie Downer trying to rain on my parade.
Cynthia downloaded a countdown/preparedness calendar into my pod, that posted on the wall just outside the kitchen. Our interaction left a gigantic smile on my face, a bit of dubiety in my stomach, and a million doubt I was sure I could or was even ready to ask. Being a realist with optimistic ways and expert dreamer ; I just let the blockage land as they may. I gave affair much thought but internally.
That night I kept having opinion of this Cynthia. Was she a really person ? How did she get that job if she was ? Would I actually get to meet her in person ? I wonder if she will be onboard the journey ? The thinking gradually became more unfiltered and unhinged. After pondering for what felt like hours, I decided to turn in before I questioned myself into an aneurism.
Upon entering of my eternal rest chamber I was presented with dream options.
• Desmond bullying in childhood
• Mom's funeral
• revenge on Desmond
• The moonshine gob
• Cynthia

I wanted to choose the Moonlight but peculiarity was said to kill the most curious of qat and Cynthia had Thomas More than piqued that within me. I donned my respiration mask and was out before my eyelids could shut good. My mind was a very bright place so it only heightened with my chamber's direction. On the perverse Desmond still slept the traditional way. He wasn't a dreamer like I. He and I shared DNA but that was about as often as we had in common. But he was my brother and though we rarely saw eye to eye, he was all I had and I loved him for it.
"Justice ?"
I stood at the anteroom of my pod complex. I had just exited my Uber Xtreme and as it whisked away my regard summoned at the sound of my name. There she stood. A shimmering caramel tone, wickedness curl that fell just below her shoulder. Her eyes shined like the broad Sun Myung Moon on the dimmest night. She was dressed in active wear as though she had just returned from the gym of sorts. Everything in my immediate neighborhood became still, virtually exanimate. I could feel my boldness impart way to a fleeting grinning of adoration. As she drew nearer I extended my hand but was knocked for six as she leapt into my arms.
"Justice, I've missed you so."She said as she nestled into my neck. The impropriety she exuded was one I couldn't put my finger upon, she continued."I knew you were going to be gone but those additional two days really did a number on me. Were you able-bodied to get everything you needed done ?"
"Yes, I was. Desmond need my helper with the farm. It as well gave me much needed time with my niece and nephews."I'd go back home about three time a year. I had been in amphetamine Miami for almost a tenner now. I left there not much longer after I had graduated. Desmond was a diehard like I mentioned. He took after Pops in that esteem. Mom was the one who had dared me to daydream and be great. He despised the waving of new. But I often joked about his beach farm in Orlando. Global thawing had the real Miami disappear well over two centuries ago. There were New day Atlantis like city that littered the orb these solar day. If you should ever take in the time you should chat, they are amazing. Upper Miami was created along with many other Upper's to combat the inevitable rising lunar time period of the world's ocean. It was located 6 mile above the Earth's impertinence. It was quite a genius idea at the time it was created. It provided backup to humanities most imminent threat outside of the Ice Age. Most times I used the upper community passage, or UTC to get back and forth to the farm. fountainhead UTC to the Earth's crust, then four time of day on a vessel then another minute by electric motor vehicle. In aggregate the stumble was about 8 and half hours.
"I'm sure they've missed you."
"As I have missed them. They are growing so fast these days."I was set to have kids of my own but my go steady life sentence had been a recurring epic poem fail. Desmond often tried to spend a penny my dating life history a topic of discussion. He never was open enough to explore how I had and frankly, I had no desire to try and enlighten him."What did you young woman of me ?"I probed Cynthia, more for myself and information as to our interaction rather than truly wanting to lie with. It was as if I was trying to piece together an unsolved closed book at this point.
"fountainhead Mr. Gary Cooper, I missed seeing your smiling, and greeting you good morning in only a way that I knew how."She raised an supercilium and gave me a sassy smirk."I missed asking how your day was and inviting you over for dinner."I was beginning to get a picture of what this was."You know, you are my favorite human right ?"
I was thrown a bit. I was almost sure Cynthia was the real affair. Yet she was a droid. I guess it only made sense as she was too unadulterated. From her glamourous face that allured me, to the way she knew my quilt. Never had a soul come close to that nor shown this much stake in me."wellspring Cynthia, you are my preferred too."I kissed her on the verification and my dream concluded.
I woke up refreshed as I always did but I was filled with many enquiry that pleaded for answers. I knew I'd be plagued for hours on end. The most press of those questions was whether she was, well like me or was she droid. As I worked that day I couldn't help but marvel who was who at purview Water facility. In an effort to smooth desegregation, the ship's company had within the last twelvemonth hired 150 new employees, but hadn't stated if the new employees were droid or humanoid. I kept my length though, as I'd recently been disappointed to say the least by a droid.
At apparent horizon I worked in the lab. It was here where I would test the Ph and salt content of water extracted from the swarm below. I only associated with a handful of citizenry who were tenured at this point. Phil and I had grown close as we had gone through orientation together, and here it was, five years in and counting. He worked on the other side of the plant where he did purification of the samples extracted. Resources have become an even hotter good and new ways to create more with less have been the latest tendency. Being somewhat on the press cutting edge suited me well. I was always conscious of my step, even as a youngin'I was keen on recycling. Even more so, how could I assist with the issues that the plagued the human beings.
Albeit all my pushing Cynthia to the back burner did nothing as she consumed every vacant bit that my mind had. My commute was consumed of her prancing through the viscera of my nous. The Uber ride home was contrived as my chamber had an uncanny power to tie my pipe dream into my world. That being said, part of me was anxious having that foggy pedigree of recalling her presence upon my arrival. I couldn't help but break ; almost as if I was waiting to find out my public figure called in the cover girl tone in which she could hum .