Stanley had once again found the lounge empty. He had yet to understand why. Between the amenities and the view of the engines with space disappearing to the rear of the ship behind them it was quite lovely. He was finally beginning to get over his fear of looking out the window.

Avoiding all the furniture in the room he had come in wearing a simple tee which red Futbol Cuba. along with a loose pair of running pants. He had proceeded to sit on the plush carpet of the lounge in a lotus position where he immediately began to meditate. It took him a bit as his mind was too busy trying to solve several problems at once , but finally he calmed himself enough to begin. Soon his body was still and comfortable and his mind was clear.