I am the lucky one.
I know what I was born to be.

My mission?
Land on the moon? Naah- it’s been done…

Venus? …not sure what SPF to use…

Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus (who named that?) …
Do you know how far they are?
Heck no- I don’t have time for that … “rocket lag” sucks.

Plus, the doctor says I have an allergy to zero gravity.
And, I am kinda afraid of heights.

So, I decided to land –here –
–the “blue dot” “Tierra”, “Monde” “Erde”

Whoa– before you judge–

As we all know, Earth is a planet – one of 9 (or is it 8–poor Pluto)
in our solar system…
which is part of the Milky Way…
a small spec within the almighty Space.

My mission: is to Discover My Space.
(no not that myspace- which I think got sucked up in a blackhole)

I am discovering many life forms…
Got the most in the universe. And friendly…

Intrigued by this ginormous shiny bean- however, it is not edible…
heard it is called “art”

I keep connected to fellow space buds–
…though Han has dropped off the radar…

Often I utilize the STS –Space Transportation System for those who don’t know.
This capsule docks from station to station.
(too many earthlings – I never get a damn seat)

My training- it’s intense…kind of like cross-fit

I monitor the local local water source. Important to keep hydrated.
annnd… picking up some shifts- of course, to support my mission.

I take my research seriously.
I make it a point to fit in. By keeping a low profile I can go undetected
and thus engage in activities.

Dating. It’s not rocket science…
Ladies can’t resist the suit. (boomchickabombom)

I am living the dream This is what I was born to be.
Landing here. Making my mission to discover my space- every day.

Everyone is an astronaut at heart.

Discover Your Space.
Take flight at NASA.gov

©Susan Schmidt/Creative