Welcome back!
Few things to cover today I think might get a laugh, because they were just pure moments of weakness.
First, I made coffee on my own for the first time. Failed miserably.
It like overflowed and made some strange noises and well, bad experience. We just bought the damn thing too.
Second, my febreze laundry solution, worked for like 3 hours. Guess I'm doing laundry tomorrow.
I don't have a mug so I was forced to drink my coffee out of a soup bowl. Please refrain from bringing that up at Christmas dinner.
Lastly, I was taught how to make a graph in Excel for a third year engineering class. I bet I could Excel the shit out of you Mr. prof.
Moving on.
I had a thought today, actually it was like 3 days ago now since I'm a huge procrastinator. Anyway, a small thought about just how small we really are, in a more grand scheme of things. We were talking about momentum in class and I paralleled it to space. When something in space begins accelerating, it typically continues to accelerate in that direction until it hits something, or succumbs to gravity. Big word, I know. I've been practicing.
So I thought about how I was sitting in a chair, in a building, on a chunk of land. Right here, is where most people stop thinking about where they are, or how big their surroundings really are. But there's so much more right? We can barely comprehend how big the earth is, never mind our solar system or galaxy. And to think there's millions more galaxies that we have no idea about. And in each of those galaxies, there are millions of solar systems, and millions more planets. Each planet likely larger than our own. And here we are, thinking about how big the city we live in is, and how many Instagram likes you get per photo. Humans.
Back to momentum, I was thinking about astronauts who venture out into space to repair their stations or space crafts. How little they are compared to the massive planet Earth a short distance away. Well, relatively short, but much farther than we normal people would ever really comprehend. Then I thought, what happens if they get disconnected from their tie down and start floating away? There is nothing they can do! This tiny little human in the enormous emptiness of space. How would someone even go about rescuing them?
A bit of a scary thought, but for some reason, makes me want to go into space even more. I haven't seen more than like, 0.02% (complete guess) of our planet and all it's colourful glory, but I can't help wanting to get off this rock, assuming survival in space was a given, be it on another planet (not the baron wasteland of Mars but another civilized world far, far away. Maybe in a galaxy, and a long time ago). I love Star Wars, alright?
But before the lifelong travel to this hypothetical place, I do want to see more of our planet. Especially since for the time being, it's all we have.
If you're paying attention, I mentioned getting off this rock. Sometimes I think about all the energy it takes to leave. Think about it! A rocket creates thrust in so much excess that it overcomes gravity! That's not an easy thing to do hence the phrase, "it's not rocket science". We humans developed tools to harness insane amounts of energy, like rockets, just a few short decades ago! Where were we a few decades before that? Shooting muskets at each other while half the time losing fingers from backfires. We've come a long way, and yeah, I know you probably know that already. Sometimes, it's just nice to think about. It definetly beats thinking about how stressed you are from not winning the lottery this time. Believe me, chances are that feeling won't change for the rest of your life. Stop buying them.
More free advice from me if you made it this far in my babbling.
That's enough for today. Just some thoughts I had during a class I should probably have been listening more to.
Cheers!
J
Few things to cover today I think might get a laugh, because they were just pure moments of weakness.
First, I made coffee on my own for the first time. Failed miserably.
It like overflowed and made some strange noises and well, bad experience. We just bought the damn thing too.
Second, my febreze laundry solution, worked for like 3 hours. Guess I'm doing laundry tomorrow.
I don't have a mug so I was forced to drink my coffee out of a soup bowl. Please refrain from bringing that up at Christmas dinner.
Lastly, I was taught how to make a graph in Excel for a third year engineering class. I bet I could Excel the shit out of you Mr. prof.
Moving on.
I had a thought today, actually it was like 3 days ago now since I'm a huge procrastinator. Anyway, a small thought about just how small we really are, in a more grand scheme of things. We were talking about momentum in class and I paralleled it to space. When something in space begins accelerating, it typically continues to accelerate in that direction until it hits something, or succumbs to gravity. Big word, I know. I've been practicing.
So I thought about how I was sitting in a chair, in a building, on a chunk of land. Right here, is where most people stop thinking about where they are, or how big their surroundings really are. But there's so much more right? We can barely comprehend how big the earth is, never mind our solar system or galaxy. And to think there's millions more galaxies that we have no idea about. And in each of those galaxies, there are millions of solar systems, and millions more planets. Each planet likely larger than our own. And here we are, thinking about how big the city we live in is, and how many Instagram likes you get per photo. Humans.
Back to momentum, I was thinking about astronauts who venture out into space to repair their stations or space crafts. How little they are compared to the massive planet Earth a short distance away. Well, relatively short, but much farther than we normal people would ever really comprehend. Then I thought, what happens if they get disconnected from their tie down and start floating away? There is nothing they can do! This tiny little human in the enormous emptiness of space. How would someone even go about rescuing them?
A bit of a scary thought, but for some reason, makes me want to go into space even more. I haven't seen more than like, 0.02% (complete guess) of our planet and all it's colourful glory, but I can't help wanting to get off this rock, assuming survival in space was a given, be it on another planet (not the baron wasteland of Mars but another civilized world far, far away. Maybe in a galaxy, and a long time ago). I love Star Wars, alright?
But before the lifelong travel to this hypothetical place, I do want to see more of our planet. Especially since for the time being, it's all we have.
If you're paying attention, I mentioned getting off this rock. Sometimes I think about all the energy it takes to leave. Think about it! A rocket creates thrust in so much excess that it overcomes gravity! That's not an easy thing to do hence the phrase, "it's not rocket science". We humans developed tools to harness insane amounts of energy, like rockets, just a few short decades ago! Where were we a few decades before that? Shooting muskets at each other while half the time losing fingers from backfires. We've come a long way, and yeah, I know you probably know that already. Sometimes, it's just nice to think about. It definetly beats thinking about how stressed you are from not winning the lottery this time. Believe me, chances are that feeling won't change for the rest of your life. Stop buying them.
More free advice from me if you made it this far in my babbling.
That's enough for today. Just some thoughts I had during a class I should probably have been listening more to.
Cheers!
J
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