A Reflection

A space monkey; this is kind of just a drabble about my mental health and the literal space that came between me and my grandfather, after he moved out of our house and I went off to college. He worked for NASA, so the things floating in the air are actual objects of his that I always see at his newer place. The gingerale and chocolate bars... more of my doing, its what I would always snack on when I'd visit him.