Just before 2400 hours (midnight), you unroll your sleeping bag and tether it
to a handrail. Before getting in, you take a last look out of the observation
window and are treated to a magnificent view of sunrise in the Rocky Mountains.
The people down there are just pouring their coffee, glancing out at the sky to
see what kind of day it's going to be. You float into your bag and are
practically asleep by the time you zip yourself in, sling shotting around your
home planet at 18,000 miles per hour, treading the fine gravitational line
between Earth and the cosmos.