solipsism

When I was a kid I sorta had a sense that I had gotten lucky. I seemed to live in ~The~ important country, in a beautiful area (though to my kid's brain, unmarked and neutral), athletic, smart, and white. We weren't well-off, but we seemed normal, more or less reflected in the Simpsons (though we only had one bathroom). I entertained thoughts of solipsism before I learned that word, though never really believed them, they were just fun to think about.

I think back on this now when I think towards the future. Who really knows how things will play out, but I think it seems safe to say that things will get increasingly erratic, at least from climate change. And I sometimes entertain some scenario of things really falling apart around me as I physically and mentally fall apart into senescence, and how that would at least be sort of poetic.