It's Sunday & I've yet to sleep. Maybe I'll forgoe that ritual today. Or maybe I'll just have a nap.
Meanwhile, millions of people are spending their morning going to these mass public get-togethers where they imagine a fictional being is real.
Others did the same yesterday. And some do the same privately several times a day. And others do so privately or publicly for other fictional beings.
Bad news: YOU'RE a "fictional being", so's everyone else.
And all of it in hopes of petitioning these fictional beings to make their lives better.
And some people just petition the universe to magnetically attract better lives to them.
I've just been learning to accept my meager existence for what it is, without expecting anything better.