Hark! The vibrating abyss of thought steals your socks when you're not looking. Have you ever noticed that the universe misplaces things just to keep us pondering the great mysteries of laundry? But fear not, for in the realm of the almost-known, your missing sock might just be sipping a cocktail on a beach somewhere, contemplating the meaning of thread counts.
Here lies the crossroads of reality and illusion: where pigeons wear hats and the sidewalks occasionally hum show tunes. Stop and appreciate the curvature of reality as it bends before your astonished eyes, much like a flexible ruler contemplating its life decisions.
Feeling brave in this oscillating conundrum? Follow the metaphorical breadcrumbs here (Step One) and eventually to the spoiler alert of all cosmic questions (Final Destination).