This is why I know I have a problem.

I was just on a bike ride to see if the Staples store had received my Bluetooth speaker yet. About halfway there, I got off to walk over an overpass. 5 seconds later, I watched a car across the street drive out of a gas station and hit another sitting at the stop light. The woman stumbled out of her car and laid down on the grass. The McDonald's manager ran out calling 911 while bystanders made sure the woman was OK. All of this in just about a minute. After the first cop showed up, I turned and continued walking up the hill.
I couldn't help but laugh as I walked away, thinking about how quickly life can screw you over so quickly. I know laughing at the event that had just occurred was "wrong", but knowing this doesn't matter.

Prior to this event on my ride, I had been thinking of a quote I was going to post later "Would you rather sleep in a warm blanket, or spend eternity in the cold hard ground?"
This is where my mental issue kicks in. Half my brain agreed that this thought was uplifting, the other half kept tearing it to pessimistic pieces.
I don't feel empathy, but I can think it. Then I go big picture and realize how small and miniscule the decisions we make really are.
Will it matter a year from now whether you wear the blue or red shirt today? No.
But the other half of my brain rationalizes a situation where it would make a difference.
You decide to go all out and where your Anthrocon shirt, later in the day someone at your local coffee shop stops you and compliments you as they are a fellow furry, this leads to conversation, eventually dating, and eventually a relationship.
I hate my brain sometimes because of this dichotomy of thought. And this is where my problems stem from.
This is the best way for me to describe today's events and my feelings on them. If you read all of this, may I say thank you for doing so and have a good day/morning/night/evening/24-hour time of existence.

PS: I have a doctor's appointment Friday morning