When someone asks me, "What inspires you?"

    I think about space and all the amazing things there are. Do you? 

Supernovas, black holes, gas giants, and dwarf planets. 

     We sometimes forget and feel like the center of the universe is Earth, our home planet.

     We sometimes forget how our planet's life was statistcally impossible, 

      and we forget that impossible is possible. 

We get used to the rules and expecations of life, and we get too comfortable to confront strife. 

We live our lives waiting for something to happen, doors to open.

We limit ourselves thinking we are incapable of achieving the seemingly impossible. 

But we live for a reason, Earth is proof of that.

       Without it, we all would be dead, because space is too harsh to accomodate us. 

 When I look up at the stars I am reminded that my time here is limited.

        So I better do my best not to waste it.