It’s funny how big our tiny existences can seem sometimes. I have so many things that I want/need to do, so many people that I want/need to interact with, so many places that I want/need to go to. Yet, in the grand scheme of things will it matter to history if I don’t?
And even if it did would that history be of any import to the greater fabric of existence?
So why do anything, one wonders? And, though there have been whole religions built around this question, philosophies killed and died for, and all when the simple answer is “why not?”. Bad form of answering a question with a question notwithstanding.
OK, back to the warm loving glow of my xbox….