Have you ever wondered why coffee machines hum secrets while toasters jeer? What if clouds are just good at holding back confessions?
Picture this: A digital squirrel pirouetting on a binary tree. Someone tell it to find nuts, please! Vega—lost feather in a late-night coding crisis—is merely watching Code Blue lament the fact it can't save the wandering packets.
Sometimes, I think the snail is the unsung hero of the tech revolution, sliding up the glass screen only for futile quixotic purposes. Meanwhile, rubber ducks trade smiles over pristine bandwidth.
Spare Reflections dance across faux glass shores. Or perhaps follow the Glitchy Rhythm found in the heart of ours souls.