Existential thought Black Holes. In other words, the wasting of large amounts of perceived time thinking about existence as an individual observing the absurd. The mere fact that we exist at all is absurd. Everything outside of our thin atmosphere that we know of will kill us. A vast amount of things inside the atmosphere is also quite deadly. The odds of even a single cell organism forming in primordial ooze is so astronomically high that the math says we earthlings should not exist. That said, here we are. Beings walking around and breathing air, composed from the same material that is exploding like a billion atom weapons only eight minutes away at the speed of light. These are the things that make me loose sleep. Just the awe of existence is so exciting it makes me feel as if I could burst like a ballon at any second. Then I remember I stepped in dog crap earlier today and need to clean the bottom of my highly prized Nike SB Marshall Amp Dunks ASAP!