Grace

This is Grace...is me! Just drifting along through space. Wheee-ooo!

Drifting...flying. Floating...falling...

How long have I been out here? Huh...

She's asked where she's from and where she's going.

Does the all-knowing space float have the answers? It floats along all whooshy...
It does as it pleases...

Hmm? Where is my floaty friend? I...

Grace is friends with the darkness.
The darkness in space... No, it's not that scary. Why would it be?

Thinking back on my time as a leafling...
Was I a leaf? Or was I me?

I don't remember much, but I felt all leafy inside... And my head was blank... Just like a leafy, leafy leaf.

Baggage? No... All those things, they're just noise. All kinds of rumbly rumblies.

The weight holds back the float... If I can't float, then I can't drift.

Traveling light is like freedom...

I've been to all kinds of planets... Just go with the flow, and it's all good. But I always go back to the big dark...to space.

Grace belongs in the darkness... Yes, she belongs with the sparkly stars and the glittering infinity...

While adrift in space, I've been picked up a time or two by the intergalactic police...

Is she a lost child? Or maybe a castaway, stranded...

No, Grace, she's just a free spirit.
Just aaa-ooo...

Gazing at the sky, lost in thoughts...
It always feels surprisingly new... Even though the sky stays right where it is.

Grace... I'm not so good with all the noisiness.

I can't stay on this planet for too much longer...

A goal... Grace's goal? No, I don't have anything like that.

Just being light in space... That's enough for me. It feels...satisfying.
You should try it sometime.

Is this heaviness I feel...gravity? Or do
I just miss the sky?

No matter... Here I am, so here Grace will wait. But space... I'd like to go back there soon.

She's asked where she's from and where she's going.

Does the all-knowing space float have the answers? It floats along all whooshy...
It does as it pleases...

Hmm? Where is my floaty friend? I...

Grace is friends with the darkness.
The darkness in space... No, it's not that scary. Why would it be?

Thinking back on my time as a leafling...
Was I a leaf? Or was I me?

I don't remember much, but I felt all leafy inside... And my head was blank... Just like a leafy, leafy leaf.

Baggage? No... All those things, they're just noise. All kinds of rumbly rumblies.

The weight holds back the float... If I can't float, then I can't drift.

Traveling light is like freedom...

I've been to all kinds of planets... Just go with the flow, and it's all good. But I always go back to the big dark...to space.

Grace belongs in the darkness... Yes, she belongs with the sparkly stars and the glittering infinity...

Is Oatchi...so happy? Are you content with your life...hmm?

No troubles for you. Good boy.

Grace... I'd like to try riding on your back myself, but...I would hate to fall all over again.

A Grace...and another Grace? Do both truly exist? Perhaps the answer is right here, within our hearts.