I'm luckier than most. Not as lucky as some.

Maybe it was my love of the planets or just my dislike for this one, but for as long as I remember I've dreamed of going into space.

For someone who was never meant for this world, I'm suddenly having a hard time leaving it. Of course, they say every atom in our bodies was once part of a star. Maybe I'm not leaving.
Maybe I'm going home.

— I'd give 100%.
— That'll get you halfway there.

There is no gene for fate.

Only I don't have 20-30 years left in mine. It's 10,000 beats overdue.

— One chance in 100.
— I'll take it.

Jerome the metronome. I could play the piano by that heartbeat of his.