It felt to me like we were on a trajectory that started and ended with confusion and chaos no matter how many times the sun rose consistently in the morning and the river flowed the same direction, the order in the universe still wasn’t enough to sustain a sense of meaning that we could wrap our heads around and get on living in the same direction of hope for a future that wouldn’t let us down like all the times when we thought we had something but it turned out to be proven wrong by science or just simply forgotten so that where we’ve ended up is a group of individuals trying to figure out for themselves and I can’t help but think there are a special few who are getting close.