The Sun.

Consider Sol. Here's a thing that the Earth and its inhabitants would simply die without. It sustains life. Improves the mood. Prevents rickets. Creates sexy tan lines. Kills vampires. And makes photosynthesis and the moon's radiance possible.

It's also an enormous nuclear fireball over 800,000 miles wide with a core of 27 million degrees Farenheit. It is a miniscule, middle-aged, yellow dwarf in the soul-crushingly vast infinitude that is space. It can burn your skin if it sees you on your front porch. It can do this even if clouds are blocking it. It does this even though it's over 93 million miles away.

So, isn't it strange that an LSAT student can worry about a Loose Sequencing Game, or anybody can worry about anything, when something like the sun is happening?

People.

(shudder)

Nah, I'm just kidding; people are cool. They (we) can be evil, and jerky, and douchey, and creepy, but nearly all of them (us), at least when they (we) are by themselves (ourselves), are cool. But this post isn't about seeing people as individual persons or cool, this is about people. The groups. The collection of minds and bodies that is noisy, that burns stuff, that marches around shouting bad poetry into megaphones.

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Happiness.

This meditation came to me on the train this morning. But it's too big and too irrelevant. Happiness cannot be pursued in the same way the 99 percentile or sitting still can. Nor should it be. If happiness is the goal of your LSAT studies or of your meditation, you should either change your goal or hunt unicorns.

Either one is a better option.