Perhaps because my life is a bit like moving checkers on a table-top that lacks a checker board, it occurs to me today...
The "importance" of things is odd ... a little like owning a gold-plated toilet seat: While it is nice to go to the bathroom in comfort, still, the extravagance is self-serving at best.
Of course, imagining that things are "unimportant" is equally egregious.
Whether any of this is worth considering or not is, like gold-plated toilet seats, up to the user.
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