I cater to the animal part of me by striving to ascend the dominance hierarchy (apparently, we’re biologically/psychologically wired to experience fulfillment by making progress in our endeavors), but when it comes time to sleep or kick back with my friends, I use my human cognition to remember that everything will fade soon enough.

The best way to think of reality, I believe, is as a game.  I’m ready to play it to the hilt, but at the same time, I have to remember to enjoy myself and let it all go.  Because as horrible or as glorious as things may seem, I’m just a four-limbed speck on a tiny ball of mud, hurtling through infinity at mind-boggling speeds.