I Wasn’t Destined To Be An Astronaut.

When I Stand On The Edge Of A Cliff Or Right At The Edge Of A Building Or Something, It's One Of The Few Things That Gives Me Kind Of A Deep, Overwhelming, Irrational Fear Where It Affects My Physiology.

In All Of The Movie Portrayals, A Spacewalking Suit Seems Sort Of Insignificant, Like A Pair Of Shorts And A T-shirt. No One Thinks Much About It. But It's A Spaceship, Not A Spacesuit, An Entire Life-support Mechanism That's Incredibly Complex And Cumbersome. It's Very Difficult To Put On And Off. You Have To Run It The Whole Time You Are Wearing It, And It Redefines How You Move. It's Like If You Put On A Wetsuit And A Snowmobile Suit And Froze Yourself Solid And Then Tried To Go And Do Work.

You Can't Change The Bricks, And Together, You Still Have To Build A Wall.

It’s Not Enough To Shelve Your Own Competitive Streak. You Have To Try, Consciously, To Help Others Succeed.

We Are Not Machines Exploring The Universe, We Are People.