Early Years: When I was first assigned to this planet, it was just seemingly a stepping stone until I could get re-assigned to somewhere more near to the Core. Integration was difficult as I had not chosen a host with much care. As I discovered, the self diagnostics of this vehicle were poor and the capability for automatic maintenance quite limited.
Teen Angst: A confusing time for sure as the mechanical components changed chaotically and interrupted the heuristics capability of this unit.
Slow Decay: Now as the sensory and computational abilities of this form are degrading, I grow despondent that my request for transfer will not be approved. Links via the Ansible to the home office have become unreliable...