Insignificant compared to the world.

Recently, I've felt rather unhappy and moody about the recent disasters that happened around the region: China's earthquake and Myanmar's cyclone. (If you haven't heard any one of it, you're probably living in a cave.)

The death toll for China is around 20,000, while Myanmar's is around 78,000. It is really heartbreaking and tragic. The images shown in the newspapers and tabloids really hit me. 

Images of desperate parents hoping to find their children alive among the ruins.

Images of heartbroken parents weeping at the sight of their crushed children.

Images of people's belongings when they're no longer in this world.

And the images of the humanitarian efforts for Myanmar and China.

Why am I doing here, thinking of some stupid concepts for some projects, worrying about my incessant work, while there are so many far more important things that are happening in this world.

People are dying and trying to survive. Deforestation sets in. Global warming is increasing. Yet here I am doing work that seems so insignificant and useless compared to these things in life.

Why?