work within my own small sphere of influence

of how unconnected I am to big, huge things.

I voted on Super Tuesday because it was my civic duty, but do I feel that I really make a difference in politics or in the world at large? No. The ripples of my existence cause no disturbance on any far shore.

I don’t feel much of a connection to God or to things spiritual.

I don’t look ahead or behind that much. I don’t plan for the future or memorialize the past.

The universe is huge, and I am just a molecule within it. I feel earthbound, pedestrian.

I seldom ponder such things, and don’t know why I did tonight. But as I thought, it came to me in a way that was physical and visceral and that felt like some important revelation that yes, I can make a difference in my own small sphere. In some way, I feel I have not been using my powers to the fullest (haha, yeah, the xray vision and the flying thing). But you know what I mean. I know what I mean, at least I think I do. I am the architect of my fate here, and I do touch people’s lives.

In some very small way, what I do does make a difference, and thus my goal here. Maybe it’s age, maybe it’s that urge to make an impact of some kind, to have a life that matters. But I am going to work harder to make a difference for the better in my own life and the lives of those around me.