These are strange days. On a daily basis, I'm always alternating between despair and hope.
Watching the world burn with only this Q thing has a faint glimmer. Sometimes wondering if it's even real. The race-mixing. The mass migration. The degradation of everything our ancestors wanted to gift to us.
Then I feel so hopeful that I get kinda emotional. Either way, the world's about to change. Q will change it. Even if Q isn't real, tech will change it. AI, VR, quantum computers, nano-tech, robots, etc. The world's about to get bat-shit crazy weird. And being adrift in that uncontrollable chaos is what gives me hope.