Anyone else when they can’t sleep at night just lay there and start thinking about how we’re all together on this planet? Billions of people on this sphere that is billions of years old. This little sphere that is spinning while rotating around a ball of plasma at an insane speed. Just a tiny little orb in an unfathomably expansive universe. Right here, right now we are here. Things actually exist. I ******* exist. For the tiniest itiest bittiest blip of (infinite? Looped? Fractal? Jeremy Bearimy?) time. And how I feel about that is….sad that I can’t (as far as I know or can comprehend) experience all of this existence for longer. Angry that I can’t know and understand all the answers to all these mysteries about what exists, and how and why everything exists and works. But I’m also so grateful that I get to experience this existence as I know it. I feel so many more emotions about it all at once, but I know all I can do is try my best to enjoy this existence while I can. And remind myself that even though there are so many terrifying, cruel and horrible things that happen and exist, there are just as many wondrous, beautiful and magnificent things that happen and exist.