I’m taking up today’s Daily Prompt challenge: Longing for Gravity
You are on a mission to Mars. Because of the length of of the journey, you will never be able to return to Earth. What about our blue planet will you miss the most?
It’s true. You don’t know what you have until you lose it. I’m on my way to Mars and I won’t be back. They will make sure of that. As I look through the little window, I can swear that I never knew how beautiful Earth is. From up here, it sure is. All the blue of the oceans; the greens, yellows and browns of the continents, and the swirling white of the clouds—it’s a veritable jewel against black velvet.
There are things I won’t miss though: overpopulation, poverty, sickness, violence, air pollution. We really are fools. We think we are masters of the universe. The whole universe is ours! But from here I realized what a tiny bit of real estate we were given and we’re messing it up. They say it’s not my problem anymore. I’m going—no, they are sending me to Mars. What an irony! I’ll spend my days in a place that may be a model of what our Earth may become one day: sparse, empty, dusty…the very things I’ve been warning them against if they keep up destroying our jungles, polluting the water…all the extracting, logging, building, levelling and the taking.
The Earth is just a blue dot soon to disappear from my view. One blink. There, it’s gone.
Now that I think about it. O, freedom, yes, I’ll miss freedom too.