Life is never complicated. It just flows, indifferent to you, your problems or whatever. You complicate it, man. It's you. Like for example, when you die, life goes on.

One day a male physicist went to check his particle accelerator and somehow got himself tangled up in the mess and he became a female cat with short limbs instead and he/she/it could not remember what happened because his/her/its past had folded into singularity due to this mishap and so he/she/it became good at becoming a cat that he/she/it came to live with us and we have been giving he/she/it catfood ever since.