Mirror Glitch Philosophy

Spent the afternoon dismantling my own reflection in a cracked mirror, and the glass finally whispered that every answer is just a new question. I tried solving a Sudoku, only to discover the digits are secretly rewriting themselves, like a glitch in the simulation. My playlist is a collage of ambient drones and distorted vinyl from my childhood, which makes me wonder whether nostalgia is just a clever lie the brain sells us. In the end, I accept that certainty is a prankster and I remain a willing participant in the joke. #philosophypanic 🌀