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Say something to yourself about getting up right now instead of rolling over and turning again. It was a fabulous night, sure, full of skygazing and farscapes. You got awesome lucky with one deaf sherpa dude and exchanged noise cancelling ear plugs for one of those fancy type X4000 binoculars! What a 1 hour in-flight sign language crash course can do for your trading skills is unreal.
Suddenly, you realize somethingness is singing. The humming siren of the sky vibrates deceivingly gentle. The sound is still smooth and friendly to your rather unwoken ears. Still, your other self is temporarily out of order. Those earless sherpas are the bomb, you mumble. Nice little chaps. They take you to the most far away and wild places. For just a little bit of spacecash ...
Soon, the suns will get louder and less pleasing for your touristic ears, when they will perform the national anthem of Ooglaroon. Civilisations have been sung into permanent deep sleep and that little rocket travel agency has warned you about it. Twice.
Now your other self wakes with a rush of mayor lightningstruckness... What was that about this in-event-of-no-return insurance policy? Did'nt want it. Too expensive. Rescue missions and stuff... Traveling the galaxy on a shoestring is not for the faint of heart. I got the plugs alright, but where are they? Shoot! Gone! Without those damned plugs, I will get stuck on this rocky planet...
