New Meaning to Family Road Trips

My son, Steady, and I were watching a movie last night, and he asked me to pause it for a moment. Then he said, “Why do you think we only use 10% of our brains?” For a few minutes, we were out of “Clear and Present Danger,” (pun intended), and we talked about our brains, about heaven, and about space. 

He said, “What do you think we’ll be able to do?” 

I said, “I’m not sure, but I think it would be cool if we could go anywhere in the universe.”

He paused for a few moments.

Then he said, “Well, traveling through space gives a whole new meaning to family road trips.”

I’m in. To infinity and beyond, man. Let’s roll.