I just realized my parents eat dinner in silence every night now. Like, I’m gone, my siblings are gone, and what’s left? Two people just... eating. And it makes me think about how much of our lives we spend doing things for other people, for a family, for a… purpose, and then one day that purpose is just gone. And then what? I mean, what do humans even do when the thing they spent their WHOLE adult life doing just... stops. It’s actually pretty terrifying to think about.