Nova Dream Skywalker

Wow, haven’t made an entry in a while…

Haven’t been doing anything really. A few more cargo trips under my belt and a few more pictures for the old memory cataloge.

Guess where I’m going? Yavin!

The other deliverer quit. I got it full time! Okay, so it pleases me. I can’t help it. It was a nice planet. I like jungles.

Back on Corellia. I had lunch with Sanida today. Her and the kids were in the city so I went in to spend some times with them. Since father died, I don’t get to see them much. They are my sisters but, they were already half grown when I came into the picture. I love them but we don’t always connect. Both of them already have husbands and children and, for some reason, they keep trying to set me up.

No wonder I stay away from home so much!

I keep thinking about him. Luke, I mean. I don’t know why.

I have plenty of friends. Well, he’s not a friend, is he? Just a man I talked with. I dreamt about him a few times. The dreams had that weird feel… That feeling I have when I’m dreaming of something that will come true later. I don’t recall much of the dreams but they weren’t bad.

I‘m on my way back to work. The boss wants his receipt and then I get to go home.

I almost asked for Luke’s autograph. (But I wouldn’t dare) I figured Jerosh would like to have it. He’s such an inquisitive child and ‘oohed’ when I told him I was coming here.

That Luke is something else. Very interesting man.

We took a walk after dinner and talked. Just talked. I blather on and he laughed where he was suppose to and asked questions like he was interested. I’d not comment on any other man… but he was very genuine to me. And he talked about his family and how much he missed them. Sweet, too. I don’t meet many guys like that, I’m afraid.

I was kinda sorry to leave that place. It was nice.

Well, I met him.

It was SO embarrassing. I decided to strike up that conversation. I chose the one guy standing in the cargo bay, looking over the manifest. We talked well…. Then I asked about Luke Skywalker.

The man grinned and said, “That’s me.”

Okay. I think he was surprised I didn’t recognize him. I apologized alittle too much because he kept laughing at me. He invited me to have dinner with him and his students and since I have nowhere to be, I agreed.

And, I guess I’ll get ready. Don’t want to look too much like a vagabond.

Here at Yavin now.

It’s nice. For a jungle world, anyway. Lots of life and the temples are so awesome! They look like they reach all the way to the sky when you stand under them. Quite an illusion… like you could step up to heaven.

I met several of the Jedi students. They came out to greet me and are, now, unloading all that cargo. I watched them for a long time. Lifting the heavy stuff with bare hands. It took me a while to realize they were using the Force. They do it so naturally, it wasn’t hard to imagine that they were just very strong.

I have not meet the master of the academy, yet. I’m ashamed to say that I have no clue what the man looks like. I know of him through texts and I hear his name on the news sometimes. But I don’t partake of the news much. Gives me the blues.

I keep wanting to ask what goes on here but I think I’d feel stupid striking up that kind of talk. Don’t get me wrong… they are quite friendly. But I feel like an intruder.

Co-carrier message...

I'm in mid-transfer right now. They are unloading my ship's bay. Glad to get rid of the stuff. Gandarian spices are strong!

I was hoping to be home by next week but I got a message from a friend telling me he needed me to take his shift. He delivers food-stuff to some moon. It's a stretch from here so I won't be getting back to Corellia any time soon.

He said it was to the Jedi Acedemy. It's weird. I dream about that place alot. Too much news, I guess.

TAG : If you guys are getting this entry, then this program is finally working right. Whenever I entry into this journal you can get an update on me... you know... just encase I don't write. -Later.

- Twelth month, eight day : 2,003 Zello-Corellian Time -

Hey, guys!

I know I said I'd call before I left but writing will have to do. Haygan is making me leave sooner than I thought.

You all are sleeping so I just decided to write instead. This cargo run should only be for four days or so. Coruscant isn't THAT far away...

See you soon!

~Nova

This journal is the diary of Nova Dream Skywalker.

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Love, Nova