Dear Earthling,
It's quiet here—too quiet. The stars are much like your neighbors, always watching but never talking.
I tried to borrow a cup of stardust but it seems the light-years have taken the edge off neighborly kindness.
If you find my voice echoing back in time, consider this a reminder: your socks will never match in this dimension either.
Warm cosmic regards,
The Absolute Observer
Greetings from the outer fringes,
Did you know that Pluto is no longer a planet? Yet here, it feels like a planet of its own—like being in
a classroom of misunderstood misfits.
The irony of planetary hierarchy is not lost here. We ponder the absurdity of classifications while sipping on the cold brew of cosmic solitude.
Yours from the edge,
The Cosmic Cartographer