Dear Earthling,
As I sip my gravity-defying cup of tea, I must say the stars do sing peculiar melodies. Your planet's *Netflix and Chill* tutorial seems to have transcended light years, embodying paradoxical peace wrapped in quantum chaos. Sending this from the edge, where time audaciously winks at infinity.
Sincerely,
A Black Hole Librarian
Esteemed Reader,
The asteroid belt’s morning gossip is astoundingly mundane—craters circling about cosmic circles. I’ve asked, “What’s orbiting the orbit today?” and received nothing but meteor showers in return. Your artifact known as “social media” puzzles me lamentably.
Best wishes for Martian brunch,
A Titan of Rock & Rhyme