Few things give me more joy than the simplicity and complexity of life. I love walking around and picking up dandelions, imagining myself as a tiny speck on a vast planet. That's all we are, really... tiny specks, like ants🐜 trying their hardest to do their best. We are like ants, and yet we matter. Our little tiny colony matters, and I matter. I love watching lightning🗲 crash to the floor in a vast sprawling web of electric charge. I find it beautiful and glorious to watch snails🐌 walk, leaving a trail of slime. Everything we touch is made up of atoms and molecules. The joy we get is a result of neurons and dopamine flowing through our brain🧠 and inside the rest of us at a complex unfathomable speed. Isn't it crazy that we can have qualities similar to our parents and yet look and act like completely different people? Somehow I'm 50% my mom and 50% my dad, yet 100% me. A completely different person. Isn't it incredible that we are at the perf...