Infinitely Insignificant

It’s humbling to look out at the stars.
There’s a similar feeling when looking at an endless ocean.
I can remember the first time I jumped off a boat into the open sea. We were far from shore, and, wading in moving waters, I could feel the immensity of the world below. The realization of my insignificance was enough to take away my breath. I panicked and could barely swim. I quickly reached for the ladder of the boat and pulled myself up.
It’s no wonder we grasp for reasons to believe our lives are in some way significant.