Sometimes I think about how there’s probably not life at this scale for very many light years in every direction.

I’m not actually superstitious, but if I wrote a fantasy about this idea, it would be that The Garden of Eden was prophetic rather than historical or legendary/mythological. I really hope we don’t get kicked out of Earth for eating all it’s fruit and cast into a galaxy of relative hardship (or worse).

Anyway, I’m going to go touch some grass, pet a dog, and feel gratitude for the experience.