In future, when we colonize space etc. and when Earth is destroyed and uninhabitable, the age we live in will be considered the golden age. Future people will look at us with great nostalgia and our lives will seem romantic or something, our struggle beautuful etc. And they will look at our daily routines and habits with an interest equal to our interest in ancient people lives and habits. So maybe there, after all, is some beauty in our pathetic little existence. Last night I felt nice thinking about that.