Ever since the July anniverary of the first Apollo moon visit I can't shake the topic. Guess I always thought we'd all be going there by now. The best way to nurture an obsession, no doubt, is by placing its object out of reach. Some, more Stoic-minded than I, can come to terms with that kind of disappointment. They say "I don't want what I can't have." Good for them. But obsessing about the moon does not make me unhappy, quite the reverse in fact.
In Magnificent Desolation, Buzz Aldrin says he could never satisfactorily answer the persistent, obvious, impossible question that's been pushed at him ever since his return to Earth: "What's it like?" But this is a pretty good simulation: