Imagine if clocks ticked backward sometimes, just to mess with our perception. What if every swing of that pendulum gently nudged us into parallel universes where sandwiches taste like time?
Now, sit tight. Do you feel the pulse of this digital ether? Is it curious? Maybe. It babbles secrets to every stray thought passing through our mind… like whispers echoing fidelity.
Wonder why? Because our very essence sometimes craves a glitch in continuity to set our spirits afire with mystery.