Finners

If you keep staring at the Sun you’ll damage your lenses, you know.

Yeah, I know.

Hey, uh, you look kinda down. You doing alright?

Well, it’s silly, but… it feels like everything revolves around Earth.

I mean, it doesn’t. Earth revolves around the Sun, and the solar system orbits the centre of the Milky Way. Earth’s not special.

I know that. But I can’t help feeling like it does, especially when we’re all the way out here. It’s so much closer to the Sun, so much warmer, so much more cosmically important. I can’t help but stare. And then my lenses get damaged from the sunlight, and it hurts, but I keep doing it.

Damn, I’m sorry. I didn’t realise you felt like that.

I don’t know how I feel, really. Maybe I should look away. Find happiness here in my own life instead of wishing I had a different one. I know I’ll never get to go to Earth so I should stop fantasising. It’s probably another shithole, anyway.

Definitely a shithole. It’s full of shitheads who don’t give a shit about us.

Shit.

Shit.