>>10070154No worries, man.
That feeling of existential dread is just residual instincts from our caveman ancestors, who had to be constantly paranoid and fearful of getting eaten by sabre toothed tigers if they wanted to survive.
I'm convinced that literally everybody experiences that creeping, inescapable feeling of dread; it just manifests in different ways for different people.
So I say fuck it. Go the other way. Buy whatever you want - doubles even. One to keep carded.
Don't stop until it looks like a toys r us exploded inside your house.
If your wife gives you any grief tell her to pack her shit and get the fuck out. Take out a loan and buy a vintage mint USS Flagg and then tell the bank to go fuck themselves.
Construct a bomb in minecraft that is coordinated to your heartbeat so that if you die suddenly, it triggers a huge explosion and then nobody else can lay their greasy hands on your Dark Phoenix figure or any of your other toys.
But most of all, have fun!
