Lt. Kii's Personal Logs

Entry #1: 

I've just transferred from my old ship, the USS Stargazer (under the command of Commander Montgomery Sayre). 

I've been onboard for half an hour. Ran a medical screening and waiting on results. My personal items have just been delivered to my quarters, which are bigger than on my last ship. I have served in Starfleet now for nearly two decades, and the transfers between ships always leave me feeling somewhat nerved. This is the fourth starship I have served on, and I wonder what experiences lie ahead of me. 

My last ship had it's ups and downs. Commander Sayre was always an outgoing guy. I was on the ship when we first encountered the Borg again. I remember when his son died. I remember the days when the continuation of life wasn't a certainty. He's retiring soon, from what he told me just before I left the ship. He's not one for war; he's a man who was attracted to the federation for scientific research; exploration was the promise of that ship. The real world experience, however, was much different. 

But that's the past. The past remains vital, of course, but the future is always something worth looking forward to. 

Before rejoining the Stargazer, I spent sometime home on Bajor. Returning home always leaves me with mixed emotions. My father, Manus Lii, passed away a few years ago. I wasn't there when he died, and it's always strange going to visit his grave.

I spent time in my old apartment; the apartment that was my biological parent's home before the occupation. It remains the same; Rivna is a good caretaker. I was able to enjoy the sunset one last time, and look out at the old city that has been an inspiration and a dream throughout my life. Ashalla remains home, even if I rarely return to see it. 

I travelled back to earth and took up residency in Boston at a medical center. Boston is my favorite city on Earth; it's history and diversity makes it a place that remains unique in the cosmos. I thought for a moment that I would spend the rest of my life there; there in Boston. But Starfleet had other plans for me. 

So now I'm back; back amongst the stars and exploring the cosmos that has filled so many civilizations with hopes, dreams, and inspiration. I'm now sitting in my bed, aboard this wonderful starship, thinking that maybe this might be the place I spent the rest of my career. Where I go next, I haven't even a clue. To be here, back on the frontier, is as exhilarating as anything else in life. 

I think I should spend sometime reading. We've got plenty of time. On my dresser, an old book gifted to me by my first Captain remains unread. It's a first edition copy of Melville's Moby Dick. Every time I look at it I think about her and the many adventures aboard that ship. I wonder what memories this ship will leave with me.