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│ Name: Boden................│
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"They say to set your goals high, because if you shoot for the moon you’ll land somewhere among the stars. What they don’t tell you is just because you land among the stars doesn’t mean you’ll be happy with it. I was suppose to be an astronaut. Being on the moon and the first on Mars was my destiny! That was suppose to be me. Or so I thought. But sometimes fate has other plans and in the end you are only subject to her whims. Now I’m just Doctor Boden James Hawthorn, lead doctor at Kathridge University Observatory. Astronomer is what they call me. Please, don’t get me wrong, the stars and galaxies and planets I see every day are beautiful, but they don’t compare to what I could be experiencing. Sitting here in this ratty only chair under an over sized telescope is just about so boring it’d rot my brain out if that was possible. I guess I’m luckier than some, at least I landed somewhere close to my dream.
I still hold out hope every doctors visit that this whole in my heart will fix itself. Literally. The darn thing is inoperable and with a heart condition I will never be allowed in a zero gravity chamber, let alone in a rocket out floating somewhere through the cosmos. Maybe if I keep wishing and hoping and collecting knowledge, maybe, just maybe one day the Goddess watching over me will decide I’m worthy enough to explore her vast and never ending womb.” Boden stopped for a moment, put his hands together to crack his knuckles, and went back to typing over the pale light of the screen in the darkness of the observatory. “I know it’s a strange way to phrase it. Space as the womb of the Goddess. But it’s what makes sense. Water is not all encompassing and life giving. It is not the space we occupy or the air with breath. Now space … space is truly what has given birth to all. And one day, I know deep in my heart, one day I will know all of Her mysteries and the twinkle of Her stars will lull me to sleep.
I guess you could say I'm bitter and disappointed ... if you wanna stretch it a little bit maybe even angry. Mostly I'm upset that there's nothing I can do to make things better. I can't heal the hole in my heart, I can't change the laws, and I can't change the potentially deadly effect going into space would have on me right now. So for now I will keep staring through this glass at the worlds that spin far from my reach and dream and hope and pray that I will find the moon and whatever mysterious bodies She's holding out on us.
