Sometimes I am more like a gas giant than a black hole.
I wrestle with deep, difficult, and subtle ideas but I don’t know how to do it without pontificating.
I often think about important and probably unanswerable questions like purpose and virtue. I also have other thoughts. Like about creating a social media account that is just a series of weird facial expressions with captions like “when you pick a crumb off the couch and realize it’s a dried booger.”
I’m not even going to start about my inner 10 year old who scrawls obscene lyrics to popular songs on the inside of my skull.
Ah, ADHD, such a blessing and a curse.
Black Hole Radiation 