My stomach churns as I get ready to fly away. Adrenaline rises as I hear a voice say...5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Then my rocket blasts off toward the milky way. Before I know it, 2 days have gone by. And as I look out the window, I can't help but cry. Because floating in the moonlight, even though I'm all alone in a sea of stars, it really hits home how small and connected we really are.
I think the world is too big for us sometimes. We are stuck in specific spots of the world, and often borders and airplanes limit us from discovering the neighbhouring country. It’s funny sometimes our big world is too small for many.