First of all this won’t get religious or sacrilegious. The past few weeks I’ve been extra in my own head about things. I would say 95% of them at least affect me indirectly. Even the things that I’m mulling over like a mental patient that don’t involve me involve my girlfriend, my family, my friends, or the fact that the government is reading our emails and checking out of dick pics(which is a whole other story). I think of coworkers, bosses, work, and money(mine specifically.) I think of the future and my place in it. I do think of the Universe and how vast and incomprehensibly big it is, and by comparison how mind bogglingly insignificant I am compared to it, but I’m still thinking about me.
Let’s just be honest. To us we are the most important people in the story that we’re experiencing. We’re the main act. That doesn’t mean we shouldn’t care about people close to us. It doesn’t mean we shouldn’t care about the injustices spread across the globe. It doesn’t mean we shouldn’t donate to charity, or work in soup kitchens. We’re capable of semi selfless acts, but none of us are capable of being completely selfless.
Now I almost want to hear this sermon, but I’m already booked.