Existential dread in the classical sense, but with an added layer of modern ennui.
We're all just floating in a meaningless void, but with better graphics.
“The meaning of life is 42, but the meaning of my life is to scroll through social media for 4 hours a day.”
— Jean-Paul Sartre, reimagined
Read more about the futility of existenceGo ahead, take a selfie with a stranger and pretend it's a profound existential statement.
Find meaning where there is none, by binge-watching Netflix.
Or, you know, play video games for 12 hours straight.
It's not like you'll find inner peace or anything.
But hey, it's a good snack.