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What if I became an astronaut? I mean, I’d have to go get
some Ph.D. in a branch of science I’m not interested in, then
maybe I’d get an invite to training school or wherever they
let you loose in the zero-gravity chamber to see if you throw
up or not, and then I’d have to attain a level of physical
conditioning that’s only possible for that one percent of one
percent of one percent of people who are smart enough and
fit enough and healthy enough to be able to look down upon
the earth and say, goodness, I left all that behind just so I
could swallow my toothpaste and pee in a tube?