Smoke Detector Spaceport

It hangs down, suspended into the air. Circles upon circles, the top (technically bottom) has two rectangular holes that look like windows. You lie back on the ground and spend time thinking about what conversations could be happening in a hub like that, attached to a larger ship or space station, isolated, hanging out, vulnerable to the vacuum. The vistas. The puffy jumpsuits. The cool, detached computer voice giving updates and alerts. The mundane commute from the rest of the complex. Wonder eventually replaced with banality.

You picture this, staring up at the ceiling, action figures of your mind acting out tiny scenarios. You do not think about it, but it feels like a better way to spend your afternoon than merely changing the batteries.

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