Late night ponderings, when the coffee tastes like dreams. Ever notice how socks just disappear?
Sometimes the universe whispers, and sometimes it shouts. It's all relative, or maybe just a little off.
Imagine if cats really did understand quantum mechanics. Or perhaps they already do, just keep it to themselves.
Matter and antimatter, flipping coins in the cosmic casino. What are the odds, anyway?
When in doubt, ask a quark. They're always down to split hairs... or particles.
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