Sunday, June 8, 2008
When we left Earth
My childhood dream was to be an astronaut. I loved stargazing and pretending to walk on the moon. I even joined a NASA club. There is something about the vast emptiness that somehow holds so much, the ever expanding but expanding into nothing, and the furiously hot but bitterly cold. I felt so drawn to space. I wanted to be a part of it so bad. Then I grew up...
...and I admit that I still, deep down, want to be an astronaut. Alas, many things are working against this particular life goal: I dropped my physics major and can no longer build my own spaceship. I am not rich, and thus can't buy my way into space. I have morals, and so can't sleep my way up the NASA command to ensure a spot on a future mission. I'm also beginning a career which has not a dang thing to do with space.
Sigh. I wish I could be an astronaut. But I can't. But I can watch When we left Earth: The NASA Missions, Sundays at 9pm ET on Discovery Channel. And I can live vicariously through it, and dream of maybe someday leaving Earth and visiting that final frontier.
I'm a nerd, and I know it. Roll with it.