I have come to the conclusion that I am not important.
Nothing about me will survive more than a few years, and even the people who remember me will be gone in a short time. The miracle spark that is my consciousness will without ceremony flicker out on some day in near future and then I will just be gone, nothing more.
But this is OK...
Laughter is still laughter, dancing still dancing, joy still joy. These things are not dimished because they are fleeting, in fact they are actually sweeter.
So I am going to enjoy the sun on my face and not get stressed by the small things, like computers and microsoft <evil> etc...
Because life is too precious.