You know what’s crazy?
In some form or another, every single atom that make up you and I has been around for an unfathomably long time.
I can’t bring myself to believe in the reincarnation of any metaphysical soul, but it’s undeniable that we are walking, respiring products of incredible atomic assembly, recycled from god knows what.
All living things decay, we become food for fungi, and every bit of the dust that made us is jettisoned back into the world to become something else for a little while.