Ultimate Steve

Approximately 4 years, 10 months, 8 days, 6 hours, 13 minutes, and 2 seconds ago, I bought a lovely indie game known as Kerbal Space Program. I played on a laptop known currently as "the brick." It's graphics card was not up to the task of running the game - it was 0.19. Re-entry effects had just been added. The rendering power was not enough, so it just turned the entire ship hot pink.

I could talk about the nearly five years of experience over four computers, several friendships, my presence on the forum starting nearly two years ago, but I will instead talk about that first day, nearly five years ago.

59 months ago.

253 weeks ago.

1775 days ago.

42,606 hours ago.

2,556,373 minutes ago.

153,382,382 seconds ago.

On May 25, 2013, 11 year old me loaded up the laggy game and built a four part rocket. He called it "Baby Steps I."

It took off from the pad quickly (if it had been on a better computer, anyways).

It pushed through the souposphere.

Jebediah Kerman saw the curvature of Kerbin.

The simple booster dropped away.

The capsule re-entered the atmosphere and the parachute deployed.

It landed with a thud.

Jebediah Kerman exited the capsule, blinked twice, walked around, pressed F to grab and F to board. Then, Little Eleven Year Old Me pressed escape, dragged the mouse over, and clicked on "end flight."

Today I replicated that mission in 1.3.1. There were no screenshots of the first launch. Or the second. My first screenshot was an attempt at a launch escape system.

That's not important. What's important is that many people have concerns about the future. Things may be okay. Things may not be okay. Much could change, for the better and for the worse. Maybe nothing will visibly change at all.

No matter what happens to the future, we always have the past. To remember. To cherish. To hate. To love. To improve on.

This is not just an ending - This is a new beginning. Onwards to the future, whether good or bad, happy or sad, mad or glad, we shall venture forth.

Cheers