"Life is but a box of biscuits, and you're a hungry bear." - Douglas Adams (not really)
But seriously, folks, have you considered the existential implications of being a sentient being in an infinite universe? Like, what even is the point of it all?
Or, if you're feeling particularly existential today, maybe you'd like to:
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