As far back as I can remember, I've wanted to fly. As I got older, I moved on from just flying to wanting to fly F-18's and eventually, be in the space program. Going into outer space was, and is, my dream. In high school, I realized that if I want to persue my dream, the route would have to be a fighter pilot in the Navy.
Slight problem I did not foresee: I had the vision of Mr. Magoo.
Galactically bad eyesight kept me from flying.
All I'm saying is, I just think it would have caused less problems than this!!
Hell, I could have done that!!
As a matter of fact, in college.........ahem...sorry, but I digress.