within the gargantuan spectrum of life, do the actions of one person really matter? perhaps they can make footprints in dirt like an ant, and all the same allow it to be smothered by the wind, as if its existence has merely been a mirage. like a person who glimpses something from the corner of his eye, double takes, and realizes that nothing is really there. but in a world of bigger pictures, nonsensical musing, and existential insanity, perhaps nothing we do will matter in a broader perspective, perhaps the mistakes we make has no real meaning in life, so what does it matter if we cling to rules and regulations? why must we try so hard to attain what never will be ours? what does it matter if we follow tradition and sorry but srsly i just wanna read fanfics and sleep