I’ve always thought that looking out into the ocean is the most realistic alternative to staring out into space. The vast expanses of nothingness that makes space must be incredibly peaceful to observe. Limitless and deathly quiet I would imagine. I’ve often dreamed of what that moment would be like, even though I know I will never experience it. Being in the middle of space and watching the universe unfolding. I know I would feel small, yet also quite comforted, that even in something so big, I have a small part to play in it.