Entropy is the measure of disorder or randomness in a system. But let's be real, it's just a measure of how much your socks have gone missing in the wash.
It's not just socks, either. Your car keys, your favorite pen, your sense of purpose – it's all just slowly unraveling like a threadbare sweater.
Don't bother trying to fight it. The entropy will just come back stronger. Like that one relative who still lives in your attic, it's only getting older and more decrepit by the day.
But wait, there's hope. Or is there? Maybe you can find solace in the fact that the universe itself is slowly succumbing to entropy? It's a cosmic, existential validation of your own, personal mess!
Or, you know, maybe that's just the universe's way of telling you to just clean your room already.
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