So I was watching this documentary on the Travel Channel ---which rocks by the way---and it was about wildlife in Alaskan wilderness. There was a very interesting segment on sea otters, in particular. They eat a third of their weight in seafood. They spend pretty much most of their life in the water. They float on their backs when they sleep, fearing that sometimes they'll awake miles away from their original place. To overcome this challenge, they wrap themselves in rooted seaweed as to not drift off afar. They use their bellies as a tray, smashing a clam open with a trusty rock to attain their prized possession. Their fur is immensely dense, warming them to temperatures that we in Louisiana could never imagine.
What sticks out to me about this is how different their climate is from ours. How could I survive in days where the sun would not emerge? Though seeing an aurora borealis would be nice, withstanding a winter hitting way below zero is enough to scare me anyways.
Humans adapt right? They find ways to survive around their surroundings. Making the Moon a home? Sounds crazy now, but from what the news report, in due time such dreams will transform into reality. It sounds amazing, something I would love to do. Could you imagine, the sky, an eternal gaze of unreachable stars. I suppose this is my passion, astronomy. Supernovas, galaxies, nebulas, it just fascinates me. It's romantic to say the least; drifting into the unknown with no expectations, just fantasies. We can't be the only ones. There must be others. You're out there. Somewhere.
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