Life does not have meaning. We are recycled stardust on a hunk of spinning rock hurtling through time and space for no other reason than, simply, why not?
Absolutely love this, as a new grad constantly swirling in my quarter life crisis, I needed this
Thanks so much Minh, I totally understand how you’re feeling - quarter life crises are something else! And what better reason for living than just ‘why not?’
Life does not have meaning. We are recycled stardust on a hunk of spinning rock hurtling through time and space for no other reason than, simply, why not?
Absolutely love this, as a new grad constantly swirling in my quarter life crisis, I needed this
Thanks so much Minh, I totally understand how you’re feeling - quarter life crises are something else! And what better reason for living than just ‘why not?’