I am now eighteen, which means suddenly my opinion matters much more, and everyone else younger than me is now lame.
In reality though, I have suddenly become exceedingly aware of the reality of morality; I've thought of it before, and have previously had loads of existential dread, but this time is much more sinister.
It's a creeping kind of feeling... knowing that time as we know it isn't a loop, and it will always be chugging forward regardless of humanity, no matter what we would want to change – that one small thing we did yesterday, or that one huge, messed up thing that happened fifteen months ago. Whatever. It doesn't matter, time does not care.
Anyway, this is why I am now interested in Linux.