January 22nd, 2010


Existential squee

Last night, lying in bed, I had one of those moments where the realisation dawned on me that the earth isn't solid. Yeah yeah, I know, etc. But, you know - most of the time I don't really think about it, so when it hits me that we're actually living out our existence on what is essentially the skin of a glorified soap bubble filled with molten rock, that is hurtling through an infinite vacuum at very high speed, it makes me go O.o a bit.

And then I get exhilarated because, you know.. that's kind of cool.