It’s strange to consider that there is a very real possibility that no other human on Earth knows I’m alive. Stranger still is my contentment with that fact. Planetside, life was difficulty. Sometimes just living day to day was a chore that seemed daunting, fraught with hidden traps and failure. Out here, it can occasionally seem almost peaceful. The can keeps me alive with no major effort on my part, and there is no one with whom I must maintain a relationship.