Maybe not "waste", but you know what I mean; there are more pressing concerns. It would probably be more about memory than imagination; the time I spent outside having a smoke and watching the stars with Buddy (really wish I'd been facing the other way that night there was a meteor so bright it lit up everything I WAS facing, like a camera flash), or the nights stargazing and talking with moondog. Confronting the vastness of space and the sheer quantity of material out there in pockets amidst the seemingly endless vacuum can't help but make you wonder if we really are alone in the universe, what life around other stars may be like, and how many of them no longer exist, which novae and supernovae have already occurred and will light up the sky tomorrow, or next week or next century (I'd really love to see something like the 1054 supernova; they say it was so bright it was visible by day for nearly a month). I wonder how and if life might be fundamentally different in other places, how many of the things we treat as "laws" of physics are only applications of how the truly fundamental laws of physics act on the particular balance of matter and energy that make up our system and galaxy (Bodes law, I'm looking at you. ) Perhaps a place where giant reptilians expel high energy blasts due to internal antimatter and some humanoids are lighter, with lower metabolisms, because they breathe nitrogen rather than oxygen (yes, I realize that's probably completely implausible, but still think it would make an interesting story hook. )

FWIW, I vote Khayyam and Andronicus, for the formers beauty and passion and the comedy in critically analyzing Shakespeares bad action movie.