Pale Blue Dot

Here we are. A tiny speck in the infinite landscape. How much else is out there? What, WHO, is out there? I don’t want to be alone in the Universe, that’s far too depressing. Thinking of myself in this way makes me feel insignificant, but it is not a feeling unknown to me. Feeling useless, feeling small and unnecessary, that is commonly fed to my central system. This is understood. I am only a human. An insignificant dot, in a vast system too large for comprehension.

And this frightens me immensely.