Commander's Log, Stardate '05119.7: Holy Freakin' Awesome! Sometimes this game can be long and tedious.
Long, tedious, repetitive jumps from one star to another without too many distinguishing features.
And, every now and then, you come across a sight like this.
And, despite extremely low gravity, your jaw just hits the floor and you can't pick it up again.
Great Sagan's Ghost, there are no words in Klingon, Romulan or the Tongues of the Federation that can describe this.
I still have 10s of thousands of light years to go before I finish my return to Sagittarius A*, months yet before I arrive, but... I may just tarry here for a while. The delay be damned...