Some time during the third hour of playing Mario Kart: Double Dash, on the fifth retry of Peach Beach...
Do you ever get the feeling that we're wasting our lives by playing this all the time?
Often.
But what if eternal recurrence and reincarnation are right? Maybe the question of whether or not you're living a meaningful life is "Would I like to do this again?" And my answer is succinctly no.
...
Dude, I just pushed your giant ape character off a track made entirely of rainbows and suspended ambiently in space. I doubt this is the place for an existential crisis--red shell!
