>>5929494It gets to you. They pay you a lot to do nothing. Then you question your existence. You ask yourself why are you wasting so much time going to work. Time becomes more valuable than money. Then you have to figure out how to get off the ride. The rocket is headed straight to the sun. To your death, but you’re not ready to die yet. You have to bail out while it’s still accelerating or you’ll have too much momentum and you’ll be dead before you know it. You realize it’s just a race to the end, and the longer you work the faster you March to your doom. If you could only stop working, you could enjoy all the pleasures of your youth, but they just pay you so damn much. You’d be a fool to give it up.
You’re an old man now. You finally retire with more money than you could spend in 100 lifetimes. But now you’re out of time. It’s too late. You got off the rocket just as it reaches the sun. You look back into the void of space and think about what could have been if you had taken the long route instead. How much more time you could have had in this universe, your body is vaporized by the heat of the sun. You didn’t even take the time to find a wife or have any kids to share your wealth with. You die and nobody remembers you.
