jish's journal entry about not being sure if he really wanted to live in New York made me think about today....When I was six, I wanted to be an astronaut. More than anything. I was a sci-fi kid, born and raised (believe it or not, right?), and I wanted to go into space. As Keith said in my favorite childhood show's pilot: "We're space explorers and WE NEED SPACE." I always loved that quote.
Well, one day, a little six year old boy was watching TV, probably that very cartoon, when the news came on... the Space Shuttle challenger exploded. Well, shit. I still wanted to be an astronaut, though, for a few years. As I matured, the dream faded, but not because of fear from the disaster.
So, go me, and stuff.
