The subscription cost his entire month’s salary, but he’d forgotten the last time he’d had leave and his mind was slipping.
The weighted blanket thunked onto the floor. He scooped it up and carried it and the rest of the items to his bunk.
He untangled the wires from the booties.
He cleaned the gasket of the eye mask to ensure a tight seal.
He folded his suit and placed it at the foot of his bed.
The blanket was last and when he turned it on, it gave him a little squeeze. Everywhere.
Space was a little less cold.