Did the crushing reality of life set in? Yea, sometimes I wonder why my specific soul is in this specific body at this specific time, like wow, I could’ve been born I the BC times, or 100 AD, or hell even 6000, but no. I’m here. In Texas. On earth. Human. Not a dog or a cat or an ant. A human, born in the time of big lumbering hunks of chrome and steel hurtling down long paths of hardened rock slush.
Did the crushing reality of life set in? Yea, sometimes I wonder why my specific soul is in this specific body at this specific time, like wow, I could’ve been born I the BC times, or 100 AD, or hell even 6000, but no. I’m here. In Texas. On earth. Human. Not a dog or a cat or an ant. A human, born in the time of big lumbering hunks of chrome and steel hurtling down long paths of hardened rock slush.