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As people worldwide wore silly glasses and looked to the sky to witness this once-in-a-lifetime-actually-nevermind-it-may-happen-again-in-seven-years event, I stayed inside, huddled in a corner of my office, pondering the meaning of it all. The sun was being blocked out and the world threw a party! What does this mean for our future?!

I watched the live-stream from the safety of my workplace, wondering how everyone could be so calm. Doesn’t this act of God prove how tiny and insignificant we all are? In the darkness of space, time is lost. Without time, aren’t we just drifting, endlessly without any goals or sense of purpose? Is that what this eclipse was meant to teach us?

But what if it’s not about time at all. Maybe the universe is trying to tell us that darkness is coming and that we need to get used to it. The apocalypse is nigh. I realize this eternal darkness may not happen for a few years, but really, if the world is going to end, do I need to do those dishes? Why bother going into work? Those pesky responsibilities don’t matter now. You know what does? Stock piling canned goods and toilet paper! Do you have your go-bag ready? Leave your love ones behind! It’s probably too late for them. Every woman for herself!

Sure, most people will be distracted by the beauty of the eclipse. The magic of space or something insane like that, but don’t let that fool you! Your hurting eyes are only a warning of what’s to come…

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Katherine DeClerq is the editor of Women's Post. Her previous writing experience includes the Toronto Star, Maclean's Magazine, CTVNews, and BlogTO. She can often be found at a coffee shop with her MacBook computer. Despite what CP says, she is a fan of the Oxford comma.

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