How much would you pay to go to the moon?
The Moon is often symbolic in literature as something to obtain, discover, shoot for, explore or perhaps a destination for a better life.
What I wouldn’t give to achieve the latter?
The lyrics of London Grammar’s ‘Oh Woman, Oh Man’ – “There is nothing I can do, but steal the moon. But nothing made you want me better” often haunt me, regarding a particular relationship in my life.
It also reminds me of one of my favourite stories as a young child ‘Whatever Next’, and my daughter who built her own rocket from a cardboard box and sat in it day after day with a colander on her head, her wild, pure untainted imagination, travelling her miles across the universe.
I wouldn’t now choose to shoot for the moon, but to aim beyond. No destination set, but an ever evolving journey that I undertake and let life events and experience guide me as to which turn I take next.
Me, Myself and Who am I? 