December 2010
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My breath fogs the helmet a bit. I speak then...
I am an astronaut and I am drifting in space.
At least, I think I’m drifting. I can see the Earth, but its size is not changing. I can watch its rotation from where I am, but do not seem to be getting any closer nor further from it. I just sit here in space. No communications, but my life support system is at one-hundred percent. I have been out here for quite some time. A lifetime it feels. And...