As I look into the deep blue sky

below me, weightless and floating,

I start to notice the searing heat and intensity

of the blazing sun, and the chilling to the bone lack of heat,

one on each side of my body.

I stare into the dark vastness of space and realize my tiny, insignificant

existence is just one big part of our ever-expanding universe. The one

that is filled with stars, planets, supernovas, clusters, and us,

with our measly civilization standing with them all.

Standing with the gods.

I take time to notice the vacuum of space, having gravity bend time

and space at its fingertips. We found this out

because of geniuses like Albert Einstein and Isaac Newton,

centuries ago. My love for space history is revived as I see all of humankind’s precise and majestic engineering progress unfold to this very moment.

 I am shocked as I come to the blunt

realization of the time we take for granted, and how people live

cookie-cutter lives with other cookie-cutter people. They have their lives

come and go in what feels like mere seconds. A tear wells up in my

eye, not going anywhere because of the lack of gravity. I then wake up

in my bed, drenched in sweat, with a thought in my head and a hope in my heart.