It's 3am and you can't sleep. Not because of the existential dread of being a sentient being in an uncaring universe, but because the fabric of space-time is unraveling. Again.
Somehow, the laws of physics have been rewritten by a mischievous band of quantum pranksters. Gravity is now optional, but only if you're on Tuesdays. Don't worry, it's not like you have anything better to do on Tuesdays anyway.
As a result, buildings are floating in mid-air, trees are growing on the ceiling, and your cat has developed a taste for quantum entanglement.
For those affected, we recommend:
Stay calm, stay sane, and remember: it's only Tuesday.