The terms "retardedly awesome" and "brilliantly stupid" come to mind in situations such as these.

I'm having trouble understanding how "everyday life" is related to "time" or "the big picture."  

There is a blatant disconnect between these two ideas which I'm forced to consider always.

Somewhere off in the distance, a small plane sputters in the air for a moment before reconsidering life and coughing back to life with a great roar.  No one notices, mostly because the plane has no pilot or passengers and the air traffic controllers are napping after eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.  

James Madison was our country's smallest president.  He was both the shortest and lightest.  I think he was 5'4".  Is it obvious why this fact is notable. 

Barack Obama is our country's blackest president.  No one else has come close.  I think I should feel "inspired" or "moved" by this fact.  I do, sort of.  

In some faraway crater, a snake sheds it's skin and slithers away, feeling sad because he just lost something that was a part of himself at one point.