Sitting in the Corner, Thinking About the Meaning of Existence

You know, have you ever stopped to think about it? We're just a bunch of humans stuck in an infinite loop of boredom and routine, staring out at the void of the abyss, wondering if there's more.

Is this just the corner of the universe?

Are we just a tiny insignificant speck in the grand tapestry of time and space, or is there something more to it? Is the coffee machine just a cruel joke played on us by some sadistic deity?