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Some days don’t need purpose. They drift in softly, let you slow down, and give your brain permission to wander into completely unexpected territory. One

Today wasn’t meant to be memorable. It wasn’t a big event kind of day—no appointments, no deadlines, no dramatic plot twist waiting in the wings.

There once existed a sandwich named Maurice who had grown tired of being seen as just lunch. While the other sandwiches in the fridge were

It always starts the same way: you wake up and think, Today I will be sensible. You picture yourself doing adult things—watering plants, responding to

Twice a month, inside a suburban lounge that has absolutely no idea what it did to deserve this, a group known as The Living Room

It started as quietly as a sneeze in a library. One moment, everything was normal — inboxes full, kettles boiling, the usual existential dread hovering

At 2:09pm, I walked into the kitchen and found a bowl of grapes wearing googly eyes. Not glued on—just placed perfectly, as if the grapes

Some stories begin with heroes, villains, plot twists, and destiny. This one begins with a bored human, a cup of tea, and the sentence that

Everyone has that one day when the outside of their home stops being “fine” and starts being a visual horror story. It happens out of

Every Sunday at dawn, in the back corner of an empty supermarket car park, the shopping trolleys held their secret meeting. These weren’t ordinary trolleys