As The Only Ones sang on their hit record ‘Another Girl, Another Planet,’ “Space travel’s in my blood. There ain’t nothing I can do about it.”
Previous generations heard the call of the horizon and the siren song of the sea. If they wanted to walk out of their old lives, they could embark on a new life of adventure in far away lands of opportunity.
I hear the call of space. The universe is so HUGE that it seems a terrible waste not to see as much of it as we can.
When I feel overwhelmed by the world, I dream of being alone in a vast starship, far out in uncharted space, with nothing but vacuum (and the occasional hydrogen atom) for light years in any direction.
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