Do you ever feel insignificant? Sometimes I feel like I’m floating, looking down at myself. And I’m small. I’m so, so small compared to the vast world around me. It’s not a bad feeling, not even uncomfortable. It’s just there, like I am.
I am there for that time and then I am gone.
Sometimes I ask myself, will people remember me when I’m gone? Or will I just be a toilet floating in space till the end of time? Will there ever be an end of time? Will I just keep on floating forever? Always forgotten, always so incredibly small in the grand scheme of things? I do not know, and for that, I am grateful.