When you’re playing the game of life, you probably imagine it to be some impossibly complicated RPG filled with awful consequences and no right answer. You’d be wrong.
We only make it that way because it keeps up busy. Life really is just about moving forward because time forces us to. Like in Super Life by Eben McCue. We don’t even realise what we’re doing half the time.
But screw that! Maybe the moral of the story is to not treat life as some mindless treadmill but also not be as save anxious as we are playing those RPGs. Maybe there is no stupid moral. Enjoy it while you can, it’s over before you’re done with it.