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Coleman's Personal Log 009

Posted on 03 May 2013 @ 1:37am by Lieutenant Commander Evelyn Coleman

393 words; about a 2 minute read

Coleman's Personal Log

I've learned a lot of things in my career and my life in general; from never wear a red uniform to learning when to keep your opinions to yourself. I will confess for the latter I'm still working on.

However there is one fundamental truth that in my two hundred years that has become painfully truthful.

Time is the true bitch of them all.

You encounter unique individuals in your life; people that, in their own way touch you causing a reflection in one's own life. And no matter how many times you try to isolate yourself from developing a friendship or perusing a relationship it always ends with making those connections with people.

Now I cherish the friends I've made on the Galileo, and I don't regret doing so, but...I'm getting tired of losing my friends. I really hate being this morbid but longevity sucks. Sad truth is, time moves forward and friends drift apart. New friends leave, sometimes they leave not by choice.

Every lifetime. I meet people like that, befriending them and later having witness time's progress. Jeremy Stone was one of those individuals to me, so was Pola Ni Dhuinn M.D. and even Holliday.

Jeremy Stone was a unique individual to put it mildly. He deserved better, both in death and from the crew. He survived years under the brutality of the Cardassians, and given a second chance at life. I know most on this ship found him abrasive and rude, however I never did. There was more to him and it pains me that he'd never achieved the kind of peace he deserved.

Then there is the good Doctor, who I always seem to get into arguments with. I respect her and I had hoped to repair our....friendship however that will most likely have to wait. Pola recently accepted the position at Starfleet Medical and while I'm happy for her, it sucks losing the chance to improve our friendship.

And then there is that young whippersnapper, Commander Holliday. I recently learned he's up for the executive officer position on the Excalibur, and while he is still is deliberating, I can't help feel I'm losing another colleague.

Ugh I hate being such a sap. Every assignment this happens, I get attached and then... cherish each moment, for they never come again.

End log.

 

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