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.)
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And, really, who am I kidding, there's a reason I identify so strongly with Sam Carter and a reason this is my default icon.
*jumps onto spaceship*
*waves good-bye to being stuck on a planet*
*soars off to explore the stars*
(though now I'm thinking that the job *I'd* love that could have that kind of description could be Sam Carter's job in which case....best of both worlds so A? :P )
But I have wanted to be among the stars more than just anything for most of my life. And I think you could turn being on that spaceship into a fulfilling force for good and....I would give all this up for a chance to be out there and explore and see what's next, heartless as that may be.
Though I'm loving my sneaky compromise :)