It's not a trek. Every trek ends, but we go on. One moon circling and we circle with it.
Plans disappear. Dreams take over. But wherever I go, there you are. My luck, my fate, my fortune. Enterprise No. D
The safeword is "kway-sawnt
I spend hours on the holodeck painting the rings of Uranus.
<She knees him in the nards>
You see, Deanna? The blinkers turn off.
His insurance premiums are through the roof!