On the one hand, I find myself chuckling as I reflect on what a great reminder this is to not take myself so seriously.
But on the other hand, it’s a little bit of an existential slap upside the head to the part of me that (I admit it) insists on believing that the universe really does revolve around me.
So, yeah. The stuff that looms soooo huge in my life maybe — just maybe — isn’t really that big.