Jabari sat silent, without thoughts, and unmoving. He watched Luna in the distance coming slowly closer, or rather, them closer to it. The hazy brown-blue planet in the background that was Earth was an afterthought to the colony city lights in the deep cold of the dark side of Luna shining through the blackness like stars inhabiting the surface. Growing up with the backside of metal walls to look at gave Jabari an appreciation for the simple beauty of space. It seemed that the further we as a species traveled into the deep dark the less appreciative we became of things like views, horizons, and beauty. That’s how it felt to him anyhow being exposed to the wrong side of a station, there weren’t any windows available for the scum back alley rats to gaze out of. ‘If there was a window, it was usually the wrong side of an airlock when you pissed off the wrong mouse,’ he thought.