Strange Planet

You're lost in a galaxy far, far away, floating naked--or half-clothed--through the nexus of infinity, spinning slowly toward the sun, longing for perfectly soft apparel to caress your space-worn skin.

Then you see us. A tiny glint of light, sure; it could be an illusion. But after a week's travel you see, you know we're real. Float into our open arms, stranger.

Welcome home.