All the fuel. All the boosters. All the fire. All the smoke. All the umph is required at the start of anything. Overcoming the gravity and inertia of status quo is the absolute hardest part of any process.
But there comes a point, sometimes a sudden one, where moving through space and time is nearly effortless. Where the circling of the Earth is natural and smooth.
It took a lot of jet fuel to get me to today. Years before the boosters were even ready to fire. More during the countdown. Only to be met with the body-punishing exit from the place that held me down for far too long. An escape from this atmosphere takes everything you’ve got. And then some.
But I’m starting to see a day where that world fading away in my rearview mirror. Its pull waning.
It’s more floating than flying. More peace than push & pull.
Just maybe, I’m on my way to finding an orbit.
What journey awaits you, friend? The energy it takes to get there will be Immense. Expensive. Exhausting.
So start the countdown and do not fear the launch. The reward is already waiting.