Daily story, February 27, 2025

My capsule, powered by a spacetime distortion drive of my own design, touched down on Pluto just as I received word that it had been declassified as a planet. The whole thing was ruined. You can’t announce your galaxy-conquering genius from a a second-rate dwarf planet. But stepping out and looking around, I couldn’t blame them. The place was a dump. Even the locals agreed.