Sam's Day in Space

Sam closed his eyes. Imagined water washing all the protective layers of his suit away. He would probably not get to fall asleep again anytime soon, with all the work he needed to catch up on after spending this much time outside. Yet for now, if he kept his body limp, he could imagine he was floating in his sea at night. Nothing but him in the blue glow in the distance. Was this peacefulness? He felt like a fish have swallowed. Now tell me about your day. It must have been late, both by ship and station standards. There was nothing worrying in the background of their voices,. Neither scanners nor station comms. I mean, it's just mapping