I’ve always thought of outer space as that thing ‘out there’. As though I wasn’t in it at all. However, the only thing separating me and that mystery called outer space is a thin layer of air molecules, the atmosphere. So, I guess, saying I’m not in space is a little like a child throwing a blanket over their head and saying they weren’t in the room. That, somehow, having the blanket between her and the rest of the room separates her so much so that she is no longer part of the room. When seen in that light, in a way, I guess I am in outer space after all.
So take heart all future astronauts. Space isn’t so far away after all.