I’ve already decided that life is really incomprehensible, and it doesn’t make a lot of sense at all. Even physics and the laws of reality seem really convoluted. Not the “This is too complicated for me” kind of convoluted, but the “This is… needlessly complicated” kind. Is this really the best way a universe could be put together? Exotic matter? String theory? Black holes? Come on! Whoever designed this place should really go back to the drawing board. Atoms were an obviously good idea but clearly gravity messed some things up in your little reality-building project.
I'm being mean. I obviously love the universe we're in. We wouldn't have water and light without it, of course. But there's a lot to reality that seems... flimsy? I mean, black holes are an obvious thing to point to. A huge, gigantic collapse in the fabric of reality, that which only seeks to collapse things even more as it drifts across space and time. Oh gosh, and don't get me started on time. Time really does feel pretty flimsy, I feel like any amount of tampering with it would just collapse the universe, (or, whatever's near-by, at least.) I actually do think that metaphysical time travel is an inherently hedonistic act.
Maybe the Greeks did have a point in viewing nostalgia as a mental disorder. Nostalgia is all people seem to have these days. Shit, kids these days want to live in 2016 for Christ's sake! I could've sworn that everybody thought that that year was the absolute worst. Is the powers-that-be (Whoever controls the media now) trying to take the piss out of us by forcably making it trendy to be nostalgic for a time that we all knew objectively sucked? Fuck if I know.