Women are out here sharing live locations, checking the backseats of cars, and holding their hands over their drinks. Men are doing 3 hour podcasts about how unfair it is that we don't smile at them. The disconnect is fatal.
My "Roman Empire is the realization that my life is a lottery win. Somewhere in Sudan, Pålestine, iran, Afghanistan, Iraq or Congo, there is a boy smarter than me. He is more disciplined, more resilient, and holds more potential in his single finger than I do in my entire career.
The only difference? I am siting in a train and he is sting in the rubble of his dreams.
My "bad days" are his wildest dreams.
My "burnout" is a luxury he can't afford because his only job is staying alive.
It's geographical luck and it's a haunting injustice that we all refuse to acknowledge and look away
¿Sabías que la Luna sí tiene color? 🌒 🎨
A simple vista la vemos gris, pero con la lente correcta aparece toda su paleta: azul por el titanio, naranja por rocas antiguas y más hierro en la cara oculta.
Esta imagen la tomó Orion, la nave de Artemis II, en una misión que además ya rompió récord de distancia humana desde la Tierra.
Y hay algo bonito en eso. Los colores siempre estuvieron ahí. Solo hacía falta la forma correcta de verlos. 🥹✨
We see our home planet as a whole, lit up in spectacular blues and browns. A green aurora even lights up the atmosphere. That's us, together, watching as our astronauts make their journey to the Moon.