Hospitality and Outer Space

The long drive in bad visibility gave me a terrible headache, by the time we reached our destination, I had a full blown migraine. I went straight to bed with a cup of tea for dinner, only, and waited for it to pass.

Pass it did and about three hours later it had subsided to just your standard headache. It was late but I was awake and worried. While my head throbbed in the worst hours of the migraine, I drifted in and out of very short dreams and worried about abstractions. With my thoughts clear, I was left with one problem occupying my exhausted brain: space junk.

The issue at hand? The sphere of tin cans and nuts and bolts and solar panels and sheet metal surrounding our planet. What if, when the planets align, the magical thing that’s supposed to happen doesn’t because we’ve barricaded ourselves behind a wall of lightweight metal garbage? What if, because of that alignment, civilizations on other planets can see us now? And what if, when they see us, they think, good lord, those people are slobs, look at all the garbage in their front yards! Even if we wanted to visit them, we couldn’t because where would we park the car?

When J crawled into bed, he indulged me for about 10 minutes in all this abstract thinking. He promised to show me the map that displays all that space junk and said I had a good point about visitors. This morning, I’m not as worried about space junk and the driveway appears to have plenty of room on it. Oh, and yeah, my headache is gone.

1 thought on “Hospitality and Outer Space”

  1. Sorry to hear about your migrain. (I feel lucky that I’ve only had to endure migrain once in my life.) Good to hear it subsided eventually and I agree with J, you did have a good point about visitors! 🙂

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