what i’m trying to do is learn to accept that as a truth, but not let it get me down. tricky. i guess it gets back to the question of from where meaning comes, and who creates it. because at the root of it, people like to feel special because it gives them a sense of meaning – “my existence is important, at least in part, because i am special to x,y,z.” a realization that we are perhaps not quite as special to quite so many people as we thought doesn’t have to negate this rationale – maybe just reign it in a little?

i dunno. anyway, struggling with it too :)