A thought occured to me about five minutes ago as I was reading. My office is approximately the size of a starship single occupant cabin; three meters by four-point-five (3m x 4.5m). I imagined four other rooms like it, connected by a corridor to a 747 cockpit and a galley area, itself connected to an area four times the size of my two car garage.
That is your living space. You have to stay there for two weeks, all the while you're sharing a bathroom, eating area, and a common entertainment center with three other occupants.
Would you, as your contemporary self, go stir crazy, or would you be able to take it?
That is your living space. You have to stay there for two weeks, all the while you're sharing a bathroom, eating area, and a common entertainment center with three other occupants.
Would you, as your contemporary self, go stir crazy, or would you be able to take it?