Space is still one of those things that completely awes me and scares the shit out of me at the same time. I’d like to think that, given the chance, I’d be first in line to get onto that space shuttle. But really, I’d probably just have 8 billion nightmares about floating away from the shuttle into complete nothingness. Until I ran out of oxygen. Or got hit by an asteroid.
Of course, those nightmares might be better than the one I had the other night about soul-sucking zombies. More on that later. You only think I’m kidding.