We'll all be crushed! Dive out the windows quick!
A week away, alone, in this. Bliss.
Don't let me do any drugs in this place. I'll convince myself I can fly and try to soar out to the ocean.
I just want a really private space. Preferably that blends in with space itself. Can we shoot me to space in this thing?
Bears can't climb up here, right? Oh they can? I need to move somewhere that doesn't trigger my melissophobia.
Charmingly blocky cabin does not detract from crushingly bleak landscape.