I wish someone would offer me these options...

[pepper]

If you had to choose between --

a) a life on a spaceship (with artificial gravity and all that scifi jazz - think of, say, a Goa'uld mothership) and the freedom to go anywhere in the universe, but you were an exile from Earth - people back on Earth could contact you, but only rarely, and they might get in trouble for it. They can leave and visit you, but they might be arrested when they came back. There's a whole universe of planets out there, but they're not all nice. And you have a crew.

Or --

b) a life on Earth that was powerful, rich, and comfortable, with a job you love, position, rank, duties which it is your honour to fulfil, but no freedom to just drop everything and go...

Which would you choose?

(For those who know where this question comes from, no copying Miles. *g* Which would you find more fulfilling?)

(Edited for clarification.)

Comments

[caladria.livejournal.com]

I'd love to think that I'd say A, because that sounds like more fun, really.

But who am I kidding? I'd be a B. I don't need the comfort, riches, position, rank or power, but I do need the purpose. If I ended up with A, I'd mooch around a spaceport forever. And if it's a job I love then it will challenge me enough and be exciting enough for an entire galaxy (again: who am I kidding? There's really only the one job for me).

So, what did Miles say that was so eminently copyable?

[pepper-field.livejournal.com]

Ah, Miles made the choice between the two - but I can't say what he chose, because that would give away the plot, and someone on my flist is reading the book at the moment. :)

Mooching around in a spaceport sounds kinda fun... Maybe not forever, though.

[caladria.livejournal.com]

For a week or so, maybe, but then... what do you do? What do you achieve? And then we're back to me being in need of a purpose. Wandering the universe, away from Earth, trying to do something important, now, that would be different, but wandering aimlessly is just.. yeah..