do you ever think about things are too much to think about? Like how small we are in the galaxy/universes and how at any moment a small change in anything in said galaxy could send us hurtling toward the sun… I do… it feeds my anxiety… well everything feeds my anxiety…

“Can’t say I don’t think about it.  It’s something that everyone thinks about at some point, I’m sure, but you’ve gotta realize that worrying about us flying into the sun is like worrying that a dog’s going to rip one in the car on a road trip.  It might happen; it might not.  No matter how much time you spend worrying about it, it doesn’t change the chances of it happening.  You’ve gotta buck up and face facts: shit happens.  Worrying won’t get you anywhere.”