Phedippidations

You’re out on a five mile run, the sun is setting and the stars are beginning to shine.  You are traveling a measureable distance across a tiny blue bubble in space that has been in existence for 4.5 billion years within a universe that was created out of nothing 13.7 billion years ago.  It would be easy to feel small.   If you took the time to contemplate your short life and insignificant size…you could easily ask yourself the questions “Why am I here?” “What is the point of my existence?” “Would the Universe miss me if I was suddenly gone”? The answers will come to you eventually, but when I’ve asked myself those very same questions over the past year: my answers seemed clear to me:   I am here to observe and be observed.   The point and purpose of my existence is to make the universe that I observe better… and the Universe would not care if I was suddenly gone…but the Universe doesn’t care about anything…unless, of course you’re talking about other people, people who I care about and who care about me…