"What if I told you the universe is both laughing and crying at the same time? The gap between toothaches and existential dread shrinks in the echo of silence."

"Some say the void speaks in whispers, but all I hear is my roommate’s late-night karaoke. Echoes that spiral like lost socks in a dryer."

"Here in the space where light struggles, one may ponder the meaning of three waffles on Tuesday mornings after a bad breakup."