Space, the final frontier. These are the voyages of Star Citizens... Dreaming of spaces goes back - way back to my childhood. To being 10 years old and running home from school to watch reruns of Star Trek. To seeing every episode a multitude of times. To reenacting the voyages in our basement, where a row of out dated appliances against the far wall was the Enterprise. Our U.S.S. Enterprise. I presided over our goon squad from the Captain’s Chair, which was me sitting crossed legged on old washing machine that happened to be in the middle. Wearing one of my mother’s sweater, the sleeves balled up to my elbows to stop them from dragging. Everyone had to wear the right color sweater cuz – uniforms.