|This is YOU! The universe is YOU!|
So what does that mean to us earthlings? We are all a little piece of the universe! A tiny eency weency minuscule piece of the seemingly endless expanse of space. It's hard to feel important in such a large area, heck- it's hard to feel important in your own neighbourhood and for some, even in their own family! So what's the use of worrying? It never was worthwhile... So! Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag and smile, Smile, SMILE!
I'm sick of worrying about things I can't control. Just gives you grief and stresses you out for nothing! I can't control how other people think or feel either, which can get frustrating... Why won't they stop being so stubborn about their individuality and just see my point of view? And I'm certainly not gonna dwell on being insulted by another human being. Whether you're drunk or angry or just an idiot, if I don't like your opinion then I have no reason to accept it! So insult me to your heart's content if it makes your little ego feel better, call me ugly or retarded, but as is always the case - I'm the rubber, you're the glue! What ever you say bounces off me and sticks to you :P
|Ooh, sticky situation...|
Right! That original topic...So what importance does your existence have in the universe? It's probably not very far-reaching since I referred to such a large scale, but you can make it meaningful! What you need to worry about most in this life is your footprint left on the people around you while you're here. You CAN ignore them and live your life real lonely-like, but then I don't know what that life will be worth. Filling other people with joy lifts my spirit more than any act of self satisfaction ever will! If you don't enjoy making others happy (at the very least, your immediate family or a loved one of some sort) then this doesn't apply to you... Good luck finding happiness out in this nasty world, I surely know that I can't do it alone. I need people. I thrive on positive reinforcement in my day-to-day living! I would shrivel up and my reason for living would be cast to the wind if I had to be alone in this life, as fleeting as my mortal human body allows.
Stay frosty (whatever that means)
Yours in writing