Where the pursuit of significance is a distant memory, and the only thing that matters is the coffee machine in the break room.
It's been 4.72 years since you last experienced a feeling of purpose. Don't worry, it's just a minor setback.
We have a few prophets who will be happy to tell you that the meaning of life is actually just a series of ones and zeros, but they're all on sabbatical.
Want to learn more about the futility of existence? Check out our Meaninglessness: The Sequel page for more on the subject.
Or, if you're feeling brave, try Meaninglessness: The Ultimate page, where we explore the depths of nothingness.