I used to have this little robot friend. I don't know where he came from. Nor do I know his name. But, one day he was on my doorstep. He was short, maybe 2 feet tall, and he was covered with blinking-flashing lights like something from 70's Sci-Fi.
We talked for hours that first day. I found him really easy to talk to. I told him all about my life and he told me about his. He told me about the cold void of space and we both realized that wasn't much different from being heartbroken. But, we both realized how amazing the rest of it was. Hurtling to a new planet not knowing what was in store. Finding lush forests filled with ridiculous animals. And, sometimes... sometimes, finding an amazing friend.
He didn't stay long my little robot friend. But, I think he'll be back. One day, we'll talk again, and this time I plan to get his name.
