Private Journal Entry: LOG ENCRIPTION 108273641

Note to self; In my time at Homestead, I see some of the others routinely create entries in their journals. Although I have not attempted to foil Socrates security protocols to read them. They are private after all. Like the Darkr Web code, the challenge to best Socrates is tempting. I ramble. To return to the note to self: Log my current understanding of the Sandcrab Sybmbiotic Nanite Swarm for future analysis and reference on external journal record.
 
When I first activated S.S.N.S. there we many strange sensation. The oddity of power as my cells merged with the manifesting S.S.N.S. suit. Wrapping my mind around having six arms instead of two. Everything was was strange. Over the last few months I have spent more time with the S.S.N.S. and of all of its abilities. The devices if creates from projected light and mirrored nanites most useful. The ability to create any tool from my laboratory or that I need on the fly without having to carry a chest of tools is unequaled. Second the speed of movement is a thrill. Unlike when I am just myself, my body now can act as quickly as my mind and I find myself with extra time to react. Even in a fight, I can pause and take in the scene. And this brings me to the real target of this journal; the HUD interface.
 
When I first used the S.S.N.S., the HUD display overwhelmed my senses. I had to restrict it and focused primarily on its extended visuals. However when tunneling I had to use the S.S.N.S. extended swarm to "feel" my way or risk damaging utilities or cause damage to public property. At first this was the only time I exposed myself to that strange sensory overload. How would I explain it? Technically the S.S.N.S. creates a visible suit. Yes, that is understandable. However it does not end there, upon activation it not only replicates and solidifies into armor and limbs, but extending invisibly, fanning out in all directions the nanite observers are mapping everything all around me, within me and outside of me, for miles! The input was maddening. I say was and therein lies my concern. I no longer turn it off, in fact I miss it when I deactivate the S.S.N.S. As my normal self, it nags at my mind, without it I feel disconnected. All I need to do is activate. Only a thought to trigger it and that thought is always there. That feeling of security. Activate and be aware of everything around me near of far. The alien strangeness of it has become familiar.
 
Am I becoming addicted? Am I already addicted and what might the cost be if any? How much input can the human mind bear?
 
I have been running analysis daily at Homestead's Medical with Socrates help. So far the results for sensory and mental degradation or synapse fatigue are negative. Time will tell.
 
End of Log. RM