Ironically, I was rewatching old episodes of Bones while jogging yesterday — the episode featured an astronaut fighting to regain his health just to return to space, and a “squint” (lab rat) who actually bought a ticket to go. Cue Savage Garden’s “I’ll fly you to the moon and back…”
But truthfully? There are some mysteries of life that should remain just that — mysteries. If I ever had the means to go to outer space, I’d like to think that I’d leave that adventure to the professionals. I’d rather spend that money on things that bring me real joy and meaning: supporting no-kill shelters, helping those in need, nurturing my passions, and yes — enjoying more of this incredible planet we already have.
Why chase the moon when there’s still so much of Earth I haven’t seen, understood, or even allowed myself to experience? In this chapter of my life, I’m more interested in deep connection, authentic joy, and leaving performative living behind. Not everything that’s possible is necessary — and not everything that’s extraordinary is worth escaping gravity for.

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