Y'all we're these things with faces and long legs and arms and we live on this giant self-sustaining organic spaceship which is really just a rock with lava in the middle and it's FLOATING in a bunch of nothing except it's rotating around an unimaginably huge floating ball of fire and gas which is one of millions of fireballs rotating around a big black thing of concentrated nothing which is just one of millions in our part of the universe which as far as we know goes on forever. And here in this tiny little corner of the universe we have things like cats and spring and Les Miserables and love and cheesecake and music and the entirety of known history. Why worry about small stuff when the world is so awesome?