Greetings, space travelers of every species. This journal, should it ever see the light of day, had been created in order to document the species known as humans, of which I am. The universe is rather large, and the many creatures in it diverse, so you can only imagine the tales of a single human explorer and chronicler.
For our purposes here Harrington is my primary form of address. As of the second last revolution of the moon of earth, I am 36. While I was not born nor raised on earth, the central planet of the human race, I have visited on many a research expedition and find myself not entirely unlike those who were born on earth's surface.
While the universe is large, humans have scattered to most corners in one way or another. My job is taking the tales that humans leave behind and documenting them. There are some corners where a single human is a great surprise, an unknown species, while others in which human culture is heavily studied. I plan on attempting to document as much as I can before the end of my time among the stars and rolling balls of matter.
Although I suppose for a start I can speak of myself. I was born on one of the many large space shuttles that are commonly referred to as star cities. Mine in particular, a charming community near the edges of a human colony. Of course that meant I was raised around both humans and other species. Of course, my interests in the human experience started during a trip across the universe, on a small little planet whose name I've long forgotten.
You see, this little planet was part of an empire that while it was aware of humans and their culture, wasn't actually visited by too many. So of course, I was a tad of an oddity. Well the experience made me ask an interesting question that unfortunately, due to other research, I have only recently gotten the chance to answer. How are humans perceived across the vastness of the universe?
It's a question that shall be hard fought. I would warn any of you all that I am by no means educated in biology or engineering beyond the average for anyone of our time. My primary education was history of both the human race, as well as several of the more well known alien species in the universe. I am, however, always learning more.
I suppose I could regale any of my non-human readers of how humans first achieved space flight, and the first few interactions with other species, but anyone who picked up a pamphlet on earth's history could find that out, so i shan't waste the data.
It was however, many, many years ago, so humanity has, as it is prone to, scattered in the name of exploration. I have even heard that like there are pockets of humans on earth who have never seen anyone outside of their tribe, there are pockets of the universe who have forgotten their prime planets. Not unusual in the grand scheme of things, but it does give a unique twist to my goal.
I would like to add that while few images may be added to this log, my photography device seems to be a tad off, giving many things a sort of, cartoonish look. Chroma was messing with it earlier, and while she did manage to take a picture of herself, I suspect she fuddled with the settings. Well, considering how hard it is to take a photo of my beloved little lemur, I suppose it's worth it. Even if it is heavily blurred.
Well anyways, with any luck, I shall have more tales of humans across the universe to you at some point in time! Let us hope it's soon shall we!
Harrington, Signing off