I’ve arrived on the Moon. The silence here is unlike anything on Earth.

As I open old logs and remember my whispered words to Laika, I realize:

the journey isn’t just forward, it’s inward.

Looking back matters just as much as moving on.

From this pale, quiet place, Earth seems distant, fragile… beautiful.

But Mars still awaits, fierce, uncertain, necessary.

Today’s voice log is about quiet reflection, personal gravity, and the reason we keep going.