In this grand cathedral of absence, where echoes go to take their retirement plans, silence resounds with the clamor of a thousand unspoken "uh-huhs". Yes, it is an orchestra with no instruments, a symphony played in the key of existential dread.
"The louder the silence, the closer you are to understanding the meaning of a bad hair day."
So here I am, your humble narrator, marooned on a desert island of muted conversations, with nothing but the sound of my existential crises for company. Maybe I've misplaced my phone, or perhaps it’s just the universe's way of telling me I don’t need notifications on my recurring nightmares.
The coffee is cold and the world is a rerun, and I find solace in the comforting knowledge that my sock drawer is probably more organized than my life. Welcome to my TED Talk on Cosmic Irony, featuring a special guest appearance by the laws of probability and their disdain for my online dating profile.
"The absence of sound is merely the presence of opportunity for misunderstanding."
As you wander through these digital echoes, consider the links below as doors to other rooms in this pointless mansion. Beware of the cats, they know too much.