Sometimes, I have evenings when I look out into the small piece of infinity that I can see and then look back down around me. Sort of strange how massive existence is, but how little of what we have here there seems to be. Worst case scenario, this is it. At most of these realized moments I know whatever this is that I am experiencing, that it’s not so bad. It’s tough, but I’m really happy I’m living out whatever this is. Indeed, lucky to live in the way I have been able to live out my life so far.
Of course, usually in those moments I have a burrito/ceviche and my dog next to me, laughing at some inane joke, but ya know what I mean.