And it never occurred to me that things might be more important than they actually are.
That the reason we do things is not the reason at all.
There must be something greater than us, because if this is all we meant for; I do not want to be here any one bit.
This is not the universe's final quest.
Why don't we do better?
Why don't we make the cosmos proud?
The only greater things watching us are the planets and the seemingly infinite stars.
And now we no longer care who is watching us, we do bad no matter what.
We should do better because maybe this all is a test.
We should do better because we decide our own fate.
And it probably never occurred to you that things mean more because we make it mean something and you have so much to think about with your fancy cars, silly phones, and dumb t.v. shows.
There is so much more to life than that.