Stories, I've learned, are something that only certain people can understand. I've also learned, through quiet observation, that Vulcan's don't quiet understand them. I remember, a long time ago, telling Spock a story. It was just some little story, Red Riding Hood if I remember right. And all I could see was the cogs in his head working and then the stoic response of it being highly illogical that a wolf could dress as a grandmother and pass it off. I also remember laughing at him, because, well, it was funny that he didn't understand a lick of it. It was as if he'd never heard of stories.
But now, I know that stories are also something that many people don't want to hear. This may be one of those stories. So… While you're reading these journal logs, keep this in mind. Not all stories have happily ever afters. Not all stories are good. Not all stories give you that warm fuzzy feeling. Hell, not all stories even have good plots. So… These journal logs, that you just happen to have come upon… I guess all I'm saying, is that I hope somehow, they'll help you, because they're not helping me.
