The Milky Way is spinning and expanding, all of the time. I put a lot of stock in that. Millions of stars, millions of solar systems, all moving, all ignoring us. See that star up there? There may planets that circle it, just like here. And if, just like here, something lives, it doesn't care if your rent was late or if your feet hurt. You live and die, have some tiny life, or don't, and the universe doesn't care. Joy, grief, solace; that is up to you, not the universe. I really like that. I want to move alone through starlight. I want to live and die with a measure of silence and estrangement. My name is James, and it just doesn't matter. I am James.
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James Lee Jobe