In an age where haunting pixels reign supreme, we unravel echoes of binary woes:
Dream sequence 1: A keyboard, dusty and untyped, weeps for the letters never pressed — a dirge for the ALT keys forever unactivated.
Tab 7 of the mind: "Error 404 – Meaning Not Found" flashes ceaselessly. Oh, the irony of seeking solace in a digital desert.
Let us not forget the crucial memo from IT, advising us gently to "Power Down Nonsense and Reboot Reality."
As the pixels collide and cascade, here we stand, a mere reflection in the circuitry, pondering the nature of glitches — are they not, in their own right, art?