Surface Level

Some people get comforted by the fact that they are but a speck of dust in the vast universe. For me, it’s completely terrifying. I dread becoming insignificant. Who am I without anyone needing me? What is the purpose of my existence? 

I love the time between the end of the day and the start of the night, because the sun starts feeling like a warm hug.

Hello, welcome to my podcast, make yourself comfortable as we talk about surface level things.