el's cosmic nothings pt.1

i don't really know why i'm writing this, but i'm glad that you're alive.

look at me, i'm serious about this, as cringe as it may seem.

i don't know why or how, or who is pushing me to keep pressing on this digital keyboard in order to string coherent sentences, but i am happy that you are alive.

yes, i don't know jack shit about who you are or what you do, what your life is like, but i think that, since you are also an inhabitant of this weird and giant rock floating in the aether, you deserve some kindness.

have a hug, have a flower, have a smooch on the forehead.

feel loved, you idiot.