It is quite possible that I am taking life too seriously…
… and making myself (and sometimes others) miserable in the process.
Perhaps I ask too many questions.
Perhaps I have too much faith in human potential.
Perhaps I have too much concern for the well-being of my fellow creatures.
Perhaps all talk of freedom, responsibility, love, power, and justice is hogwash… simply a reaction formation in the face of absurdity.
Perhaps I am not really as special as I think I am.
Perhaps I should just enjoy myself as much as I can before death takes it all away.
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.
Despite these reservations, I have no choice but to err on the side of seriousness. Anything less diminishes my self-worth beyond endurance.