In an infinite expanse of nothingness, we find the abyss of our own insignificance.
For in the grand tapestry of time, we are but a fleeting fart in the cosmic breeze.
Why Bother? ================ It's a question that has puzzled sages and scholastics alike. We toil and strive, only to succumb to the inevitable. Our efforts, a droplet of water in the boundless sea.