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Around the time this happened, I had been on a reading binge with philosophy and religion books for a while so the subject was fresh on my mind. I had been thinking a lot about things like deism, transcendentalism, and naturalistic pantheism.
On a particularly stressful day, I went to go get my Milky Way. The machine was out of them and I was crestfallen. I got a Snickers instead, which is not quite as good.
I walked back to my desk thinking, the universe has no inherent order or meaning, there is nothing watching out for us or a great plan. Camus was right.
I sat down and opened it and took a bite, and it was a Milky Way, in a Snickers wrapper.