It is good to renew one's wonder. Space travel has again made children of us all.
Sometimes I imagined how everything looked above those clouds, knowing without question that the sun was blond, and the endless atmosphere was a giant blue eye.
It is good to renew one's wonder. Space travel has again made children of us all.
Sometimes I imagined how everything looked above those clouds, knowing without question that the sun was blond, and the endless atmosphere was a giant blue eye.