I mean it in the most mundane way. Forget about all the existential arguments or any other discourse on the border of philosophy. Sometimes I wonder if I am literally the only one in the world who cannot accomplish a certain banal task.
Let’s get off the high horse, and be honest with ourselves. We love smoky hot sex (scenes) in movies.
We assume so much self importance that we think the world would stop working because we disconnect 2 hours from the Internet. We get disappointed when we realize the world just goes on as it is with or without us in it. We stay even closer in touch with the world to never feel that disappointment ever again.