The stuff dreams are made of

Posted on Mon Jun 22nd, 2020 @ 3:02am by Lieutenant Krysia Kaleri-Smith
Edited on Sat Jul 11th, 2020 @ 7:29am

Wow what a change, I meet the man of my dreams and find out by some twist of fate that I appear to be the spitting image of his dead wife! It's strange because I feel as though I've known him my entire life when I haven't & I feel drawn to him in a way that I've never been drawn to anyone. I'd love to know what my mother's universe theory would make of this one! "When the universe makes a mistake it finds a way to correct that mistake" so it would appear I'm the universe's correction of the loss of James' wife how creepy is that?

Anyway I'm just about to start my bridge shift I'm a little nervous as its my first official bridge shift as Chief of Ops but i had a good teacher in Owen on our last 2 ships so I'm planning on doing him proud in my new role plus he's taking me to meet our father next shoreleave we get so I'm looking forward to that.

Strange thing is I get the feeling that there's something Owen isn't telling me about, something he's holding back on but I'm not sure what it is. The downside of empathy is you know when there's a secret because you can feel it trying to get out but there's no way you can get to it unless the person wants you to know. I've no doubt he'll tell me about it when he's ready.

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