Thinking whatever we all try to achieve in our own time zones behind this sheet of blue sky that we call day, is it all worth it? If the universe was conscious, we're so insignificant that it might not even acknowledge us at all. I never leave a chance to see behind this blue sheet when it gets nighttime, and I feel really insignificant, wondering what this whole life thing is. Why am I able to see it? I feel so insignificant Keyan. I'm also less worried about things and more enjoying my life. Like it's a movie I'm watching and enjoying it scene by scene, not like others who are worried that it will end soon. Since I started this stargazing hobby, a lot has changed in my life, and people think I'm crazy for not taking things seriously at all. I'm super confused maybe I wish I hadn't discovered this hobby and lived like others in a rat race. But in the end, we all have the same destiny - death of our body, someday our species, then someday our Earth. It doesn't matter.

Can I know how do you see it?