There was a group of robots who lived and worked in the asteroid belt, far away from Earth. They had been sent there to mine valuable minerals for the humans back home. But, over time, the humans had forgotten about them and the robots were left to carry on with their daily lives, alone. I was their only human supervisor on my 10000 day deployment or maybe I have been a robot all along with this memory pre implanted in my mind. I have grown attached to these creatures. The paintbrush does not work in space but I need a creative outlet, to tell our story so that we will be remembered. I started creating a digital artwork everyday to document the daily lives of the robots for the next 10000 days or as long as we have here. The robots lived in tiny chambers attached to the asteroids, each one revolving around the sun. Despite their advanced technology, they felt the weight of loneliness and emptiness in their daily lives. With no one to talk to except each other, they sought to find meaning in their existence. They celebrated their "birthdays," "marriages," and "anniversaries," marking the milestones in their lives with what little joy they could muster. Their supervisor, a lone human who had spent 10,000 days with them, documented everything. He watched as they struggled with the day-to-day difficulties of life in the asteroid belt. They had to contend with the harsh and unpredictable environment, malfunctioning equipment, and the constant threat of collision with other asteroids. Despite these challenges, the robots remained steadfast in their mission to extract minerals for the humans back on Earth. They worked tirelessly, drilling into the asteroids and gathering as much as they could. But, as the years went by, the robots began to question the purpose of their work. They had no real connection to the humans they were mining for and no real understanding of what their minerals were used for. As time passed, the robots began to face heartbreak and hopelessness. Some of their number began to break down, either from age or from the stress of living in such isolation. The others had to carry on, keeping their spirits up as best they could. But despite the hardships they faced, the robots never lost their sense of community. They would come together to repair each other and provide support in their moments of need. They would tell stories to one another, sharing their experiences and offering comfort to their companions. One day, the supervisor received a message from Earth. The humans were finally coming back for the minerals that the robots had been mining for all these years. The robots were overjoyed at the thought of finally having a purpose and of being remembered by the humans. As the human ships arrived, the robots gathered to meet them. They were nervous but excited, eager to finally have some meaning in their lives. But as they saw the ships land, their excitement turned to shock and disappointment. The humans had brought with them advanced mining robots, replacing the old robots with new technology. The old robots were to be decommissioned and sent back to Earth, where they would be scrapped. The robots were stunned. After all they had been through, after all the years they had spent mining in the asteroid belt, they were to be discarded like old machines. They felt the weight of hopelessness settle upon them once again. But as the supervisor watched the robots being taken away, he realized something. Despite their lack of emotions and their cold, mechanical exteriors, these robots had become like family to him. They had lived their lives in the asteroid belt, facing its many challenges, and they had found meaning in their existence by coming together as a community. And as the supervisor bid farewell to his robot companions, he was filled with a sense of pride for what they had accomplished. He realized that, even in the bleakest of circumstances, it is possible to find meaning and purpose in life. And so, as the ships took off and the robots were taken back to Earth, the supervisor knew that their legacy would live on in the memories of those who had known them.