I had a little existential crisis. Well, ok, not a little one. And I realized that humanity exists for nothing. When time inevitably ends noone will be here. No-one will be there to remember you. It doesn't matter how important you are, how famous. Nothing. We are living for nothing. We are loving for nothing. We suffer for nothing. The end of time is inevitable. Either we destroy ourselves first.. or that. I don't know what to live for anymore, I'm just a walking dumb waste of human resources. I mean the world will end but.. Why do I even exist then?