In my fear, I picture myself being rescued from this space ship hurtling through the universe on my way to Mars, the red planet. Mars will be my new home.
Earth is lost to me now but sometimes I wish I had forsaken this trip and stayed put on Earth. Even though my job was “dead end”. Even though my love life was non-exist back there.
Even though Mars represented adventure to me.
Fear was never in my vocab but rescue might become in my vocab…….