Days Like These

I'm sitting on my bed, ochre bed sheets and an Ethiopian cotton blanket warming my toes. Looking out the window you can tell it's cold outside. The air is crisp, the sky is clear, everything looks sharp. Inside, it's completely different. Everything looks hazy, dim, and undefined. Two little lit lamps attempt to make a difference, but they can't compete against the atmosphere. It's days like this when you realize that the world is bigger than you. That its mood envelops you and that you are defined by your surroundings. I like to feel small. Sometimes it's comforing. I like to feel in perspective compared to the world.
Sometimes it's depressing, because I want to feel like my life matters. But when I get humbled by nature like this, it proves that I can only accomplish little compared to the world.
What is it about humans and feeling like they need to change the world? And this sense of urgency...