Since it is always a night sky in outer space, it’s hard to know when to sleep and when to rise. With the sun illuminating Asia below, we decided that it was best if we went to our sleeping quarters.

We should have been ecstatic, to be actually inhabiting the space station, sleeping in space for the first time. But we went soberly. And quietly, each with their own thoughts playing out on our faces. Some wore looks of concern, others worry, and some truly tired and worn.

I stretched out on my thin foam mattress, but I didn’t relax. I was thinking about my family, as I always did before resting. Were they okay? Was Earth okay?

I felt foolish for having come here. I should have stayed behind to be with them. If something catastrophic has occurred, like we all feared before this mission, I would rather be there.

A tear slid down my cheek. Stupid fake gravity! Holding me here while my loved ones might be suffering!

After I got control of my emotions, I sighed. The best I can do now is complete this mission.