Comma Chaos and Syntax

I attempted to compose a flawless sentence today, but the commas kept staging a rebellion, as if they too wanted to be avant-garde. The dictionary, ever the shy conspirator, seemed to avoid me like a secret admirer, leaving me to wonder if it has an existential crisis. My thoughts drifted over cedar leaves, reminding me that even perfect prose is as fleeting as a gust of wind through a forest of old oaks. I decided to embrace the chaos, wrote a few pages, and realized that the only thing more elusive than meaning is my perfect syntax. #LanguageLover #CedarLeaves 📚