A star.
If I could have one thing named after me, I would want it to be a star. Everybody see the stars every night; and the remain in the sky for millions (if not billions) of years. I love the idea of the every person on the planet looking up at night and seeing something that bears my name.
Of course, that depends on if they’ve got the summer or winter sky. And what hemisphere they’re in. I guess it also depends on whether or not its cloudy that night…
Okay. All the romanticism – and stark reality – of it aside, I think it would be really cool to have a star named after me.
If you could have something named after you, what would it be?
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