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It\u2019s me, Old Jegger, calling out across the void. Glad this installment of Far From Home has found you. Here\u2019s to hoping I can provide you some companionship on your journey. Heck, maybe even a smile or two. Those looking for wisdom might be disappointed. Sure, my life has been a crazy trip with more twists and turns than the Defford raceway, and a lot of it I only weathered by white-knuckling life\u2019s flight stick and not letting go. Still haven\u2019t figured out if that makes me \u2018wise\u2019 or not. But you know, with everything I\u2019ve been through, it definitely makes me lucky to have survived.\n\nShana and I are currently in the outer edges of the Charon system, waiting for an old friend. We\u2019re gonna keep them company on a run and reminisce a bit. It sure is a sight out here. Most folks just consider Charon IV a regular ol\u2019 ice giant, but she\u2019s got a special place in my heart. Starlight reflects off her in a way that\u2019s always stayed with me. Glad I made it back here to see her again.\n\nNormally, this is where I answer some questions commed to me, but I was reading through a few and got a bit overwhelmed. If I\u2019m being honest, many of y\u2019all are asking for advice that I can\u2019t provide. Either \u2018cause the subject is outta my league or something I don\u2019t feel right weighing in on, and I\u2019m too old to start pretending otherwise.\n\nGuess this is the long way of explaining why I picked the question I did for this show. Among the various inquiries about how to mentally prepare yourself for life on the drift, or pointers on how to avoid grief from unruly types, there seemed to be one simple question at the heart of those being sent my way\u2026 why?\n\nAs in, why in the hell did I decide to live my life like this. Drifting all alone amidst the vast expanse without anyone but myself, minimal supplies, and Shana. It sure as hell isn\u2019t the life I planned, but I learned a long time ago that you don\u2019t plan for your future, you prepare for it. That might sound the same but trust me, there\u2019s a difference. Planning is aspirational. It\u2019s what you want to happen. But preparing is practical. It\u2019s what\u2019s left of your plans when life knocks you off course, which has happened to me more than I\u2019d like to admit.\n\nThis might surprise some of you, but I once lived in Charon. Built a little homestead on Charon III with the plan of putting down some roots. I\u2019d been wandering ever since I left Vann and was ready to return to solid ground and enjoy a nice quiet life.\n\nI found a spot in the Dellin desert that was desolate but beautiful. It was by a small oasis, which sounds more impressive than it actually was. Let\u2019s just say the water was way too salty to drink and not even deep enough to drown if you passed out drunk in it. A few other folks lived nearby. Close enough to create a sense of community but not get in each other\u2019s way. I hadn\u2019t really experienced anything like it before, and I\u2026 well, I began to understand the appeal.\n\nI fixed things for my neighbors and developed a reputation that had folks from other parts seeking me out. I even entertained the thought of opening my own repair shop. After growing up in one and watching all the stress slowly drain the life out of my ma, I had always told myself I wouldn\u2019t live that way, but for the first time the idea didn\u2019t seem like such a bad one. Funny how I left home all those years ago searching for something different and somehow ended up in a place that felt familiar. A strange feeling to be sure. That itch to escape had faded and I had begun planning a future for myself that I would never have believed possible.\n\nThen a terrible drought hit Dellin. I knew they occurred from time to time, but I wasn\u2019t prepared for it. Didn\u2019t take long before the oasis evaporated, leaving nothing but a salt flat in its wake. Some folks picked up and left right then and there. They were the smart ones. Leave it to Old Jegger to learn his lessons the hard way.\n\nWater became particularly hard to come by. A hauler hired to bring in regular shipments was ambushed by some desperate folks and the pilot killed. After that no one was willing to make the delivery, at least not at a cost we could afford. Lacking any other options, I began making water runs myself. First I went to Acheron but the second someone got wind I was from Dellin the price doubled. Bastards knew the terrible situation we were in but didn\u2019t give a damn if it meant they could squeeze a few extra creds outta it.\n\nSoon I was making runs out of system to load up on food and water. The experience provided quite the crash course on how to run your ship sigs low enough to not attract attention. Folks desperate for supplies are willing to do just about anything. It wasn\u2019t long before I was spending more time in my ship than at the homestead. Soon, I was justifying extending my hauling runs even further out just so I wouldn\u2019t have to return to Dellin quite so soon. And when I was home, I was missing the drift something fierce. Wasn\u2019t long before I had to admit to myself that the old itch had come back worse than ever.\n\nI chewed on the decision over my next few runs. Returning to my wandering ways wasn\u2019t so easy. People depended on me, and I wasn\u2019t so sure what they would do if I left. Finally, I made up an excuse for Langston, one of the remaining residents, to join me on a run. Didn\u2019t take long for him to figure out that I was showing him the ropes. When we got back I broke the news to everyone else. They didn\u2019t give me no grief and thanked me for all I\u2019d done. They even threw me a little going away shindig. That only made me like \u2018em more.\n\nI hadn\u2019t been back until this trip. I kept telling myself that it\u2019d be too dangerous, what with the terrible war between Dellin and Acheron still raging. Deep down I was also worried that going back might stir up thoughts about settling down. The trip definitely triggered some strong emotions but none of \u2018em had me questioning my decision.\n\nMy old homestead\u2019s still there, barely, but all my old neighbors were long gone. Not too surprising. The water\u2019s still all dried up and the ground as salty as a Snaggle Stick. It was good to be back, but I\u2019m glad it\u2019s not my home no more.\n\nGuess that was the long way of saying that the reason why I live the way I do is because it\u2019s complicated. It\u2019s partly because I\u2019m just a restless soul who prefers his own company, and partly because life pushed me that way. This life isn\u2019t for everyone but it\u2019s definitely the right one for me.\n\n[ Beeping ]\n\nDamn, has it been that long already? Sitting here, recollecting the past and enjoying a slow drift by Charon IV has sure been fun, but it\u2019s time to move on. There\u2019s still so much out there for me to see.\n\nThis is Old Jegger, signing off.","de_DE":"Hallo, Leute. Ich bin es, Old Jegger, der \u00fcber die Leere ruft. Sch\u00f6n, dass diese Folge von Far From Home dich gefunden hat. Auf die Hoffnung, dass ich dir auf deiner Reise etwas Gesellschaft leisten kann. Verdammt, vielleicht sogar ein oder zwei L\u00e4cheln. Diejenigen, die nach Weisheit suchen, k\u00f6nnten entt\u00e4uscht sein. Sicher, mein Leben war eine verr\u00fcckte Reise mit mehr Wendungen und Wendungen als die Defford-Rennstrecke, und vieles davon habe ich nur mit dem Flugstock des wei\u00dfknuckligen Lebens \u00fcberstanden und nicht losgelassen. Ich habe immer noch nicht herausgefunden, ob mich das \"weise\" macht oder nicht. Aber wei\u00dft du, bei allem, was ich durchgemacht habe, macht es mich definitiv gl\u00fccklich, \u00fcberlebt zu haben.\n\nShana und ich befinden uns derzeit an den Au\u00dfenkanten des Charon-Systems und warten auf einen alten Freund. Wir werden ihnen Gesellschaft leisten und uns ein wenig daran erinnern. Es ist wirklich ein Anblick hier drau\u00dfen. Die meisten Leute halten Charon IV einfach f\u00fcr einen normalen alten Eisriesen, aber sie hat einen besonderen Platz in meinem Herzen. Starlight reflektiert sie auf eine Weise, die immer bei mir geblieben ist. Sch\u00f6n, dass ich es wieder hierher geschafft habe, um sie wiederzusehen.\n\nNormalerweise beantworte ich hier einige Fragen, die mir gestellt wurden, aber ich habe ein paar gelesen und wurde ein wenig \u00fcberw\u00e4ltigt. Wenn ich ehrlich bin, bitten viele von euch um Ratschl\u00e4ge, die ich nicht geben kann. Entweder, weil das Thema au\u00dferhalb meiner Liga liegt, oder etwas, das ich nicht richtig einsch\u00e4tzen kann, und ich bin zu alt, um zu beginnen, anders zu tun.\n\nSch\u00e4tze, das ist der lange Weg, um zu erkl\u00e4ren, warum ich die Frage ausgew\u00e4hlt habe, die ich f\u00fcr diese Show gestellt habe. Unter den verschiedenen Anfragen, wie man sich mental auf das Leben auf der Drift vorbereiten kann, oder Hinweisen, wie man Trauer vor widerspenstigen Typen vermeiden kann, schien es eine einfache Frage im Herzen derjenigen zu geben, die mir auf den Weg geschickt wurden.... warum?\n\nWie in, warum zum Teufel habe ich mich entschieden, mein Leben so zu leben. Ganz allein inmitten der weiten Weite treibend, ohne jemanden au\u00dfer mir selbst, ohne Vorr\u00e4te und Shana. Es ist sicher wie die H\u00f6lle nicht das Leben, das ich geplant habe, aber ich habe vor langer Zeit gelernt, dass man nicht f\u00fcr seine Zukunft plant, man bereitet sich darauf vor. Das klingt vielleicht genauso, aber vertrau mir, es gibt einen Unterschied. Die Planung ist aspirativ. Es ist das, was du willst. Aber die Vorbereitung ist praktisch. Es ist das, was von deinen Pl\u00e4nen \u00fcbrig bleibt, wenn das Leben dich vom Kurs abbringt, was mir mehr passiert ist, als ich zugeben m\u00f6chte.\n\nDas mag einige von euch \u00fcberraschen, aber ich habe einmal in Charon gelebt. Errichtet ein kleines Geh\u00f6ft auf Charon III. mit dem Plan, einige Wurzeln zu schlagen. Ich war schon seit ich Vann verlassen hatte wandernd und war bereit, auf festen Boden zur\u00fcckzukehren und ein sch\u00f6nes ruhiges Leben zu genie\u00dfen.\n\nIch fand einen Ort in der W\u00fcste Dellin, der trostlos, aber sch\u00f6n war. Es lag an einer kleinen Oase, was beeindruckender klingt, als es eigentlich war. Sagen wir einfach, das Wasser war viel zu salzig zum Trinken und nicht einmal tief genug zum Ertrinken, wenn man betrunken darin ohnm\u00e4chtig wurde. Ein paar andere Leute lebten in der N\u00e4he. Nah genug, um ein Gemeinschaftsgef\u00fchl zu schaffen, aber sich nicht gegenseitig zu behindern. Ich hatte so etwas noch nie erlebt, und ich.... nun, ich begann, den Reiz zu verstehen.\n\nIch reparierte die Dinge f\u00fcr meine Nachbarn und entwickelte einen Ruf, der Leute aus anderen Teilen dazu brachte, mich zu suchen. Ich hatte sogar den Gedanken, eine eigene Werkstatt zu er\u00f6ffnen. Nachdem ich in einem aufgewachsen war und zusah, wie all der Stress langsam das Leben aus meiner Mutter herausnahm, hatte ich mir immer gesagt, dass ich nicht so leben w\u00fcrde, aber zum ersten Mal sah die Idee nicht so schlimm aus. Lustig, wie ich vor all den Jahren von zu Hause wegging, auf der Suche nach etwas anderem und irgendwie an einem Ort landete, der sich vertraut anf\u00fchlte. Ein seltsames Gef\u00fchl, um sicher zu sein. Das Jucken zu entkommen, war verblasst und ich hatte begonnen, eine Zukunft f\u00fcr mich selbst zu planen, die ich nie f\u00fcr m\u00f6glich gehalten h\u00e4tte.\n\nDann kam eine schreckliche D\u00fcrre auf Dellin zu. Ich wusste, dass sie von Zeit zu Zeit auftraten, aber ich war nicht darauf vorbereitet. Es dauerte nicht lange, bis die Oase verflog und nichts als eine Salzfl\u00e4che hinterlie\u00df. Einige Leute haben sie mitgenommen und sind sofort gegangen. Sie waren die Kl\u00fcgsten. \u00dcberlassen Sie es Old Jegger, seine Lektionen auf die harte Tour zu lernen.\n\nBesonders schwer wurde es, an Wasser zu kommen. Ein Schlepper, der beauftragt wurde, regelm\u00e4\u00dfige Sendungen zu bringen, wurde von einigen verzweifelten Leuten \u00fcberfallen und der Pilot get\u00f6tet. Danach war niemand mehr bereit, die Lieferung zu machen, zumindest nicht zu einem Preis, den wir uns leisten konnten. Da es keine anderen M\u00f6glichkeiten gab, begann ich selbst Wasserl\u00e4ufe zu machen. Zuerst ging ich nach Acheron, aber in der Sekunde, in der jemand Wind bekam, war ich von Dellin, der Preis verdoppelte sich. Bastarde kannten die schreckliche Situation, in der wir uns befanden, aber es war ihnen schei\u00dfegal, ob es bedeutete, dass sie ein paar zus\u00e4tzliche Falten herausdr\u00fccken konnten.\n\nBald machte ich Ausl\u00e4ufe aus dem System, um Essen und Wasser aufzuladen. Die Erfahrung lieferte einen ziemlichen Crashkurs dar\u00fcber, wie man seine Schiffssignierungen niedrig genug h\u00e4lt, um nicht aufzufallen. Leute, die verzweifelt nach Nachschub suchen, sind bereit, so ziemlich alles zu tun. Es dauerte nicht lange, bis ich mehr Zeit auf meinem Schiff verbrachte als auf dem Geh\u00f6ft. Bald rechtfertigte ich es, meine Schleppfahrten noch weiter hinauszuz\u00f6gern, nur damit ich nicht so schnell nach Dellin zur\u00fcckkehren musste. Und als ich zu Hause war, verpasste ich die Drift etwas Scharfes. Es dauerte nicht lange, bis ich mir eingestehen musste, dass das alte Jucken schlimmer denn je zur\u00fcckgekommen war.\n\nIch kaute auf der Entscheidung \u00fcber meine n\u00e4chsten L\u00e4ufe. Die R\u00fcckkehr zu meinen Wanderwegen war nicht so einfach. Die Leute verlie\u00dfen sich auf mich, und ich war mir nicht so sicher, was sie tun w\u00fcrden, wenn ich ging. Schlie\u00dflich erfand ich eine Ausrede f\u00fcr Langston, einen der verbleibenden Bewohner, um mit mir auf einen Lauf zu gehen. Es dauerte nicht lange, bis er herausfand, dass ich ihm die Seile zeigte. Als wir zur\u00fcckkamen, \u00fcberbrachte ich die Nachricht allen anderen. Sie gaben mir keine Trauer und dankten mir f\u00fcr alles, was ich getan hatte. Sie haben mich sogar ein wenig in die Enge getrieben. Das hat mich nur dazu gebracht, sie mehr zu m\u00f6gen.\n\nIch war bis zu dieser Reise nicht zur\u00fcck. Ich sagte mir immer wieder, dass es zu gef\u00e4hrlich w\u00e4re, da der schreckliche Krieg zwischen Dellin und Acheron immer noch tobt. Tief im Inneren war ich auch besorgt, dass das Zur\u00fcckgehen Gedanken \u00fcber das Einleben wecken k\u00f6nnte. Die Reise l\u00f6ste definitiv einige starke Emotionen aus, aber keiner von ihnen lie\u00df mich meine Entscheidung in Frage stellen.\n\nMein altes Geh\u00f6ft ist immer noch da, kaum, aber alle meine alten Nachbarn waren l\u00e4ngst weg. Nicht allzu \u00fcberraschend. Das Wasser ist immer noch ausgetrocknet und der Boden so salzig wie ein Snaggle Stick. Es war sch\u00f6n, wieder da zu sein, aber ich bin froh, dass es nicht mehr mein Zuhause ist.\n\nIch sch\u00e4tze, das war der lange Weg, um zu sagen, dass der Grund, warum ich so lebe, wie ich es tue, darin besteht, dass es kompliziert ist. Es liegt zum einen daran, dass ich nur eine ruhelose Seele bin, die seine eigene Gesellschaft bevorzugt, und zum anderen daran, dass mich das Leben so angetrieben hat. Dieses Leben ist nicht f\u00fcr jeden, aber es ist definitiv das Richtige f\u00fcr mich.\n\n[ Piepen]\n\nVerdammt, ist es schon so lange her? Hier zu sitzen, sich an die Vergangenheit zu erinnern und eine langsame Drift von Charon IV zu genie\u00dfen, hat sicherlich Spa\u00df gemacht, aber es ist Zeit, weiterzumachen. Es gibt da drau\u00dfen noch so viel zu sehen.\n\nHier ist Old Jegger, ich schalte ab.","zh_CN":"Hey there, folks. It\u2019s me, Old Jegger, calling out across the void. Glad this installment of Far From Home has found you. Here\u2019s to hoping I can provide you some companionship on your journey. Heck, maybe even a smile or two. Those looking for wisdom might be disappointed. Sure, my life has been a crazy trip with more twists and turns than the Defford raceway, and a lot of it I only weathered by white-knuckling life\u2019s flight stick and not letting go. Still haven\u2019t figured out if that makes me \u2018wise\u2019 or not. But you know, with everything I\u2019ve been through, it definitely makes me lucky to have survived.\n\nShana and I are currently in the outer edges of the Charon system, waiting for an old friend. We\u2019re gonna keep them company on a run and reminisce a bit. It sure is a sight out here. Most folks just consider Charon IV a regular ol\u2019 ice giant, but she\u2019s got a special place in my heart. Starlight reflects off her in a way that\u2019s always stayed with me. Glad I made it back here to see her again.\n\nNormally, this is where I answer some questions commed to me, but I was reading through a few and got a bit overwhelmed. If I\u2019m being honest, many of y\u2019all are asking for advice that I can\u2019t provide. Either \u2018cause the subject is outta my league or something I don\u2019t feel right weighing in on, and I\u2019m too old to start pretending otherwise.\n\nGuess this is the long way of explaining why I picked the question I did for this show. Among the various inquiries about how to mentally prepare yourself for life on the drift, or pointers on how to avoid grief from unruly types, there seemed to be one simple question at the heart of those being sent my way\u2026 why?\n\nAs in, why in the hell did I decide to live my life like this. Drifting all alone amidst the vast expanse without anyone but myself, minimal supplies, and Shana. It sure as hell isn\u2019t the life I planned, but I learned a long time ago that you don\u2019t plan for your future, you prepare for it. That might sound the same but trust me, there\u2019s a difference. Planning is aspirational. It\u2019s what you want to happen. But preparing is practical. It\u2019s what\u2019s left of your plans when life knocks you off course, which has happened to me more than I\u2019d like to admit.\n\nThis might surprise some of you, but I once lived in Charon. Built a little homestead on Charon III with the plan of putting down some roots. I\u2019d been wandering ever since I left Vann and was ready to return to solid ground and enjoy a nice quiet life.\n\nI found a spot in the Dellin desert that was desolate but beautiful. It was by a small oasis, which sounds more impressive than it actually was. Let\u2019s just say the water was way too salty to drink and not even deep enough to drown if you passed out drunk in it. A few other folks lived nearby. Close enough to create a sense of community but not get in each other\u2019s way. I hadn\u2019t really experienced anything like it before, and I\u2026 well, I began to understand the appeal.\n\nI fixed things for my neighbors and developed a reputation that had folks from other parts seeking me out. I even entertained the thought of opening my own repair shop. After growing up in one and watching all the stress slowly drain the life out of my ma, I had always told myself I wouldn\u2019t live that way, but for the first time the idea didn\u2019t seem like such a bad one. Funny how I left home all those years ago searching for something different and somehow ended up in a place that felt familiar. A strange feeling to be sure. That itch to escape had faded and I had begun planning a future for myself that I would never have believed possible.\n\nThen a terrible drought hit Dellin. I knew they occurred from time to time, but I wasn\u2019t prepared for it. Didn\u2019t take long before the oasis evaporated, leaving nothing but a salt flat in its wake. Some folks picked up and left right then and there. They were the smart ones. Leave it to Old Jegger to learn his lessons the hard way.\n\nWater became particularly hard to come by. A hauler hired to bring in regular shipments was ambushed by some desperate folks and the pilot killed. After that no one was willing to make the delivery, at least not at a cost we could afford. Lacking any other options, I began making water runs myself. First I went to Acheron but the second someone got wind I was from Dellin the price doubled. Bastards knew the terrible situation we were in but didn\u2019t give a damn if it meant they could squeeze a few extra creds outta it.\n\nSoon I was making runs out of system to load up on food and water. The experience provided quite the crash course on how to run your ship sigs low enough to not attract attention. Folks desperate for supplies are willing to do just about anything. It wasn\u2019t long before I was spending more time in my ship than at the homestead. Soon, I was justifying extending my hauling runs even further out just so I wouldn\u2019t have to return to Dellin quite so soon. And when I was home, I was missing the drift something fierce. Wasn\u2019t long before I had to admit to myself that the old itch had come back worse than ever.\n\nI chewed on the decision over my next few runs. Returning to my wandering ways wasn\u2019t so easy. People depended on me, and I wasn\u2019t so sure what they would do if I left. Finally, I made up an excuse for Langston, one of the remaining residents, to join me on a run. Didn\u2019t take long for him to figure out that I was showing him the ropes. When we got back I broke the news to everyone else. They didn\u2019t give me no grief and thanked me for all I\u2019d done. They even threw me a little going away shindig. That only made me like \u2018em more.\n\nI hadn\u2019t been back until this trip. I kept telling myself that it\u2019d be too dangerous, what with the terrible war between Dellin and Acheron still raging. Deep down I was also worried that going back might stir up thoughts about settling down. The trip definitely triggered some strong emotions but none of \u2018em had me questioning my decision.\n\nMy old homestead\u2019s still there, barely, but all my old neighbors were long gone. Not too surprising. The water\u2019s still all dried up and the ground as salty as a Snaggle Stick. It was good to be back, but I\u2019m glad it\u2019s not my home no more.\n\nGuess that was the long way of saying that the reason why I live the way I do is because it\u2019s complicated. It\u2019s partly because I\u2019m just a restless soul who prefers his own company, and partly because life pushed me that way. This life isn\u2019t for everyone but it\u2019s definitely the right one for me.\n\n[ Beeping ]\n\nDamn, has it been that long already? Sitting here, recollecting the past and enjoying a slow drift by Charon IV has sure been fun, but it\u2019s time to move on. There\u2019s still so much out there for me to see.\n\nThis is Old Jegger, signing off."},"links_count":0,"comment_count":17,"created_at":"2018-11-07T00:00:00+00:00","created_at_human":"7 years ago"},"meta":{"processed_at":"2026-05-07 22:44:38","valid_relations":["images","links"],"prev_id":16834,"next_id":16838}}