flash fiction: 99 words on traveling through space.

I sit in my cabin watching the stars move by on this ship we call home. The silence of the big deep broken softly by the sounds of laughter in the halls. This ship holds decks of wonder, filled with penguins and dragons and a library as endless as the space we careen through. Few understand the drive of those given to flights of fancy but here I have found laughter and acceptance for my mad way of viewing the worlds that speed past us all. Care to join me in my contemplation of the vastness of the wonder?