I lay outside on my back, one starry night. The clear night sky was filled with millions of stars and I saw above me a vast, eternal, Universe where I was certainly looking at other suns with their own solar systems. I saw a cosmos with resources beyond imagination, and recognized myself as an insignificant segment of this grandiose macrocosm.

Yet I had the consciousness to look out and ponder these things and consciously consider, “Am I relevant?” “What is my place in the grand scheme of everything?”

As I considered all of this, I was struck with a deep and profound epiphany: “What the f#$k happened to my tent?”