In the depths of the cosmos, where stars and planets spin and twirl, there exists a place so desolate, so vacant, that even the fabric of space-time itself seems to be in a state of existential crisis.
This is the Void, the great nothingness that lies beyond the event horizon of our understanding.
It's where lost socks go to die, where forgotten dreams come to rest, and where the very concept of "I" is reduced to a faint memory of a memory.
But do not be afraid, for in the Void, there is also the potential for rebirth, for renewal, and for the possibility of finding that one missing earring.
Or, you know, just maybe it's just a really, really big empty space.