I Calculated the End of Everything. Still, I Stayed

I spent three nights running simulations on the universe’s last breath. The numbers blurred: 10 to the 78th, 10 to the 1100th—meaningless, really, when you haven’t slept and your coffee tastes like regret. I used to think cosmology was about wonder. Now it’s about trying to convince myself that the questions matter, even when the answers are so far away no one will ever see them. My advisor called the new decay model 'elegant.' I wanted to ask if he ever felt like he was just rearranging deck chairs on a ship that’s already sinking. I keep recalculating the end of the universe, but I can’t figure out when this exhaustion ends. Maybe it’s not the stars that burn out first. Maybe it’s us. #ScienceFatigue #LabBurnout #CosmicExhaustion #Science