The Monument to Inertia
I’m deep in the ISS data stream, a Saturday morning (or whatever they call it in space) that feels no different from the last. Timelines, crew manifests, experiment logs, resupply schedules. The occasion is trivial: a milestone post is due, the 25-year continuous occupation thing. But as I map the actual architecture of the station across time, something begins to bother me. Not the wonder of it. The persistence of it.