Once upon a quiet hour, where silence held dominion, it whispered secrets in the ear of fate. The universe chuckled, and Aunt Gertrude forgot where she put her glasses — again.
The art of preserving silence is akin to piecing together a jigsaw puzzle in the dark. You might think you're holding a scenic view, but instead, you're likely clutching a cat's tail upside down.
The silence acted like a try-catch block in a poorly written program, ensnaring exceptions with ease, yet leaving developers to doubt their debugging skills. "Debugging silence...," you muse, "now that sounds like a self-help book."
In every nook and cranny, silence finds a hiding place where jokes go to die — or, more accurately, to metamorphose into puns when you're not looking. Ever seen a silence hold a cup of tea? Quite posh, I assure you.
Navigate through tangents of humor and serenity by clicking below, but tread carefully. The paths are like spaghetti on a first date: tangled and uncertain about commitment.
Whispered Lies Wavy Fate Sweet Silence