when an five-year-old says they want to be an astronaut, it's cute. they aspire to the first, most bestest thing they can think of. they don't have any concept of the work that stands between them and the bleeding edge of what is humanly possible. if they did, they wouldn't have said 'astronaut'. and that's fine.

this fully grown adult wanted this job. yet she's drowning in - comparatively - the shallow end of this position's responsibilities.