Is anyone else feeling that creeping sense of "end times" lately?

I’ve been having these weirdly intense bouts of existential dread lately. It’s not even about one specific thing, it’s just this heavy, sinking feeling that the structures we all rely on—the stuff that makes society feel "solid"—are way more fragile than we like to admit. I was reading about how historical civilizations used to just... unravel, and it hit me how much we take our current stability for granted.

Sometimes I look around and it feels like we're just coasting on momentum, waiting for the gears to finally grind to a halt. It’s easy to get lost in the doom-scrolling, but I also wonder if there's a point to just accepting that things change. Is it possible to find some kind of peace when you feel like the foundation is shifting under your feet?

Do you guys find yourselves bracing for a collapse, or are you able to just live in the moment and ignore the cracks?