Space is unforgiving and the penalty for error is swift. There's no time to grieve, as it's a battle of opposing emotional efforts to survive. So, if you see me hurtling away from Earth, that’s my journey. Life is all about the trade-offs.

Let's take a moment to reflect. There's no spacecraft to pick us up. The only one with a rescue-ready air-locked compartment will be ready in two weeks, and we have less than 10 minutes of Oxygen. So, our only choice is to orbit and enjoy the view as we wait for our breathable air to run out. It’s not so terrible. You might get a little hungry, but we’ve got a litre of water available via the straw in your helmet. Just sip and think of your family as you watch sunrise from the edge of space.