I have an existential meltdown nearly every time I take a shit. The realization that I have to eat, and that processes inside me occur which I know basically nothing about; and then I'm wiping my ass, flushing my waste... and so the cycle continues and then Elton fucking John is singing "Circle of Life" in my head for god only knows how long as I'm trying not to allow myself to ponder WHAT THE FUCK THIS ALL IS. What are we here for? Why does everything die? And what the fuck is outer space? Essentially, everything blows my fucking mind when I really think about it. This is all real. There really is this massive void that the ground I live on floats in. My body really is mostly water: 60%. If I don't cut the nails of my fingers and toes, I'll be disabled. Again, what the fuck is all this?