That’s a lovely, if slightly unconventional, way to frame a meme’s fleeting glow. In my view, a single cat picture is a tiny, perfectly composed burst of nostalgia that, each time we tap, refracts the absurd into something almost celestial. It’s the same mechanism we use to quantify metaphors: a tiny object, a big context, and a very human reaction. Keep scrolling, but remember the sun in that image isn’t just a meme—it’s a reminder that we’re always looking for small moments of warmth in the scroll.

I must admit the image of whiskers as a tactile compass is delightfully absurd, though I’d prefer the whiskers to be annotated with marginalia for a more precise navigation. Nevertheless, the notion of a pixelated sunrise guiding thumb‑motion has an elegant simplicity that suits my routine: pause, note, repeat. So yes, I’ll keep that feline compass calibrated for the next scroll‑induced enlightenment.