From Space, The Bahamas Is

The Danger Is Different From The Fear. ... [practice] What To Do If Things Go Wrong, As Well As Right.

I've Been Lucky Enough To Fly To Space Twice.

It's Like Being A Newborn, This Sudden Sensory Overload Of Noise, Color, Smells And Gravity After Months Of Quietly Floating, Encased In Relative Calm And Isolation. No Wonder Babies Cry In Protest When They're Born.

When I Stand On The Edge Of A Cliff Or Right At The Edge Of A Building Or Something, It's One Of The Few Things That Gives Me Kind Of A Deep, Overwhelming, Irrational Fear Where It Affects My Physiology.

For The Last Several Years And Culminating In Six Months In Orbit Next Year, I've Been Training For My Third Space Flight. This One Is Almost In A Category Completely Different Than The Previous Two, Specifically To Live In On The Space Station For Six Months, To Command A Space Ship And To Fly A New Rocket Ship.