The American adventure into space, which started nearly fifty years ago, saw the landing of its last shuttle at 5:57 a.m. on Thursday.
For centuries, our species has found the next big adventure and jumped in.
Whether it be a flight of fancy,
or a harrowing journey to an unexplored land,
we carry the spirit of adventure to the next horizon.
There we find beauty.
We find mystery.
We find majesty.
Is it possible that we are the generation who has the burden of saying that, because space exploration doesn't turn a quarterly profit, it is not worth our time?
We don't have to let money dictate our dreams.
On a side note, this is Timmy.
I keep him under my bed to ward away monsters.