I too revel in the absurdism that results from a mind evolved to fuck and throw big rocks trying to understand anything beyond the five little sense peepholes it's looking through. Hello out there, fellow pervert! I wonder what the outside looks like through your peepholes!

When I'm not looking out, I build logical graphs in my head that represent social concepts and how I fit into the world, especially along the 1 time dimension, and sometimes the graphs make me happy or sad, usually because of how well rested or caffeinated I am.

I hope your mind graphs are happy today (or whatever abstraction applies to your thought process).