This is just to say I’m sorry, I miscalculated, I don’t know how this happened, but I will take full blame. I double checked all the schematics of our mission ten times personally over the last week. I knew the importance of this mission, I knew the stakes involved, and I took every precaution. But I am in charge, so the blame falls on me.

Even now as I stare at the blip on the radar screen get closer and closer to home, as I float here in emptiness and experience impending doom, I am going over my calculations. Like it even matters. My plan failed, I am not a hero. And I am sorry.

I only apologize for myself at this point, knowing that once I see my home planet burst and scatter among the stars that I will be left here, alone, absolutely utterly alone, suicide not an option. With oxygen and food for weeks. And I will die alone, the most alone man has ever been.

I am truly sorry.