Life is ultimately a crapshoot. You don’t know what’s going to happen. You might as well hang on to something. And that something might as well be love — whether it be plutonic, romantic, or, if you’re lucky, both. And if that’s what you’re going to hang on to (and you are), then you might as well understand its simplicity and its complexity, and its beauty — you might as well understand and appreciate as much of it as you can. It only makes sense that you do.
requirements: 10 years experience in space station repair, masters degree in ancient serbian civilizations, unmatched knowledge of silkworm breeding, full understanding of teleportation mechanics and physics