If you can't enjoy what others have done for you, you're a waste of time.
If you can't enjoy what others have spent their time on, you're a waste of money.
If you try your hardest to feel something and still can't quite touch it, at least you can feel guilty.
And if that consolation prize isn't enough, maybe you can find the beauty in the wreckage. Please, don't worry; you'll feel thankful when only nature—stolid and unperverted—is left to thrive off everything we've put our time towards.