one big clusterfuck :)

I am an accumulation of billions of cells, standing on a lump of minerals that is hurtling through space at 800mph around a flaming ball of gas that is just far enough away to sustain my existence, on an outer arm of the Milky Way, a relatively average sized galaxy that will in some billions of years be devoured by the larger supermassive black hole of the Andromeda galaxy, in an ever expanding universe that will just get bigger and bigger and bigger, meanwhile our sun will burn itself out and grow large and red and will consume the charred and dry Earth, and then the dead Solar System will just be there, another piece of nothing in the grand scheme of eternity, an eternity that is fraying at the edges as the universe continues to expand bigger and bigger and bigger until all the stars go cold, and then bigger and bigger still, until dark energy even forces our dead cells apart, pulls atoms away from one another, reduces atoms to their sub-atomic constituents, reduces the sub-atomic constituents to their fundamental particles, and still it keeps going and going and going bigger and bigger and bigger until there is nothing but void, and time has no meaning because there is nothing for time to be relative to anymore, because even gravity has lost, because since the millesecond the universe began it was doomed to die, and in the end there is not even a proper void, as I am not entirely sure that 'void' can apply to the complete absence of so much everything that it is even absent of absence, and here I am now, in the present, living my life with an average expectancy of ~70 years that will be remembered by a generation or two before I become a thing of the never, when not even my memory will be a blip in the vastness of infinity. 22. Asexual. Astrophysicist. Having what one might call a bit of an existential crisis.