Can I ask you?

[inoa]

Is the universe ever just too much for you to handle?
I start to think about things like how big the universe is and how utterly beautiful human existence can be and how grotesquely ugly human existence can be and how things just are the way they are and there's nothing that will ever change them and that there is such immense sadness in some people's lives and that those people aren't only the ones you read about but those people are everywhere and that I know some of those people and that the only reason anything survives is to reproduce and that human consciousness is a hell of a thing and that there is so much uncertainty in everything I do and it makes me cry. It makes me flat out cry just sitting in my bed. And it all hits me so hard at once somehow. Some tiny thing will trigger it and all of these emotions just overwhelm me and it doesn't matter what my mood has been previously, I just start to cry and I can't explain why. Tonight the trigger was this picture:




We talked about the myth of Sisyphus in one of my world literature classes and I think it's been working on my brain.