Just over four decades ago I was thinking about taking an internship. “How difficult could it be?” I asked myself. “It can’t be that hard to be a human, after all, all they do is walk around on a spinning blue globe behind a brick wall that keeps them in a semblance of ‘reality’. It must be peaceful. It’s not like the hectic schedule of dealing with the other eight Worlds. So what the heck, let’s see how this goes.” Thus, I decided to take an internship as a human … and I was wrong. It is definitely NOT easy; but after four decades on Midgard I have come to appreciate the simple gifts of this life. All the struggle and brain stresses are worth it. I’m still learning in this internship, and I’m sure the lessons will continue until my time here is done. Until then, I’ll write about Home–a splendorous place where the air is redolent with the sweet fragrance of roses, a place where Love is prevalent–and I will call it fiction. No, I’ll never forget my internship on a round blue ship … as a fault-ridden human. Someday I will return Home, M’Lady of Love. For now I must do your bidding. Love.