A short journey through mind..and space... (sorry couldn't help it!) or is this a long journey through space and mind? Whatever you choose this is an extremely well executed short story. Nice way to delve into feelings of isolation and time. Speeding up as we approach our death. Is there a place such as Valhalla or Heaven? Does it affect those last days..hours.. minutes having that faith? Or knowing we have no control...no way to change course or even put faith on the shelf when science will be ruling the day?
The title says it's a paradox..I would have to agree, life tends to be one no matter which path you choose.
Nice play, Lane! The psychological aspects of space travel aside, I believe there was much more to this little gem