I don’t, I don’t think.

I’ve been thinking a lot about the right stuff, the thing that makes astronauts what they are.

This is due to the series I’m writing right now, wherein I question the nature of the stuff and show it’s not innate; it’s learned.

And unlearned.

Do I have it?

I don’t know.

We’ll know by the time I’m dead, I guess.

Or not. That’s the way of the stuff. You never really know until you’re in it.

Am I in it?

I doubt it.

Target: 1400 words
Written: 402 words, comic: The Stuff #2

Read: Secrets And Lies: Digital Security In A Networked World, Bruce Schneier
Comics: Fairest 4-5, Fables 119-120
Music: June 26, 1992, Roskilde Festival, Nirvana