I have never in my life been so grateful to be so clueless.
My clueless, non-self-reflective ass is going to go into the kitchen and get some cookies, and then I'm going to watch some Star Trek and drink some whiskey.
I think I like my brain better than yours.
How the hell can you people even function with all that self-doubt?
I mean, I like how cuddly you guys are, but OMG--I'd rather be stabbed in the butt with fork tines once a day than always be questioning my place in the universe.
I KNOW my place. I am awesome and full of nifty logic to use and disseminate amongst my fellows. Seriously...for the first time ever I wouldn't trade my inability to relate well to lots and lots of people for your abilities, if they come with all that existential anxiety.
I think you guys need this more than me:
There. You can have some of them back.
Go watch some Star Trek. It will make you feel much better. Really. Also, cookies are good.