To whom it may concern, take care of this Rover. She saved my life. Watney.
They say that once you grow crops somewhere, you officially colonized it. So, technically, I colonized Mars. In your face, Neil Armstrong.
I got to figure out a way, to grow 3 years worth of food here. On a planet where nothing grows. Luckily. I’m a botanist. And Mars, will come to fear my botany powers.
This is space. It does not cooperate.
No matter what happens, tell the world, tell my family that I never stopped fighting to make it home.
Every human being has a basic instinct to help each other out. If a hiker gets lost in the mountains, people coordinate a search. If an earthquake levels the city, people all over the world send emergency supplies. This instinct is found in every culture without exception.
In the face of overwhelming odds, I’m left with only one option, I’m gonna have to science the s*** out of this.
I’m the first person to be alone on an entire planet.
Watch now on:
I’m definitely gonna die up here. If I have to listen to anymore goth hop disco music.
We’re fighting the same war. Every time something goes wrong, the world forgets why we fly.
Those are all very good points. But, consider this: I’d get to fly around like Iron Man.
If we are going to call something Project Elrond, I would like my codename to be Glorfindel.
