[ WP ] A world where kids dream of being accountants , cashiers , bank managers etc . In the adulthood their dreams are crushed when they have to become astronauts , cowboys , ninjas etc .

`` Well I have to admit, I never though my life would be like this. I mean, you have dreams - as a kid, you know... but they were never like this. Here we go, I guess'' 
 
 
 His co-pilots toggles a melange of switches to the on position. His moves deftly, and with authority despite the thickness, marshmallow appearance of his suit. The co-pilot entrapped by the task at hand does not acknowledge. 
 
 
 `` You know, there was just something I thought I could do... I always thought that my life would be spent making an impact. Toward something. I mean, not to say what we're doing here is n't important - its just the idea of it all is so abstract... were going to space and for what?''. 
 
 
 The sounds of gases passing with enormous pressure in tiny thin tubes fill that air around them. A low rumbling builds, and now matter how long it gets it never seems to reach a crescendo, even at a deafening war. The copilot begins to brace himself, a determined expression on his face, again, seemingly unaware of his pilots sudden introspection.'' 
 
 
 `` I mean, I dunno. I thought I would be solving the financial crisis. Maybe start off with micronomics in Africa or something. Pull them out of the dirt and give them a way to live. Or, maybe I could've created a new de facto currency. The world be a hell of a lot better than it is now, at least.'' 
 
 
 The end of his speech is drowned out as the noise becoming bone-shatteringly loud. After what seems like an eternity they are surrounded in complete silence as the earth behind them rotates. 
 
 In this absolute silence the co-pilots says `` One can dream, right?'' 
 

