Growing old...

Unfinished Works vs Atomic Bombs  I feel as if I worry about too many things, and they won't ever be accomplished, as in the grand scheme of things I am but a little space dust born from two old space dusts who work at space dust broadcasting station in a little country. So I limit myself to just thinking of the simple things when it comes to things that would actively be useful to me in my life, or in case of an apocalypse, but pour my heart and soul into researching stuff that seem so far away (and are far away) to feign interest in things that realistically don't involve me at all (whether it will affect me or not is a different story/blog post entirely). For example, Charlie Kirk dying... will it affect me? Yes, a maniac is in office and adores that guy, I live in Canada, we can all get nuked immediately tomorrow. But does it involve me? Not really, will a letter from the white house be sent to my doorstep asking about why I talked so much shit about him pre-mortem and even...