murmur: It's kinda weird.

It's kinda weird that we live on a flying ball/rock/roughly a sphere/oblate spheroid, etc. Like all the empty space (or what we think is empty) keeps us apart from other stuff for NO REASON. If we had access, we’d be like, ‘oh, ok, that's it, this is life.’ But nope, we wouldn’t. You know that, I know that. Nobody talks about how absurd this all is. And the messed-up thing is, there's no need to talk about it; just keep living.