“I don’t know. It’s like there’s this thick, black cloud covering everything. Like we see the world, but we don’t really see the world, you know? We’re all just stumbling around. Directionless. No sense of meaning. No sense of purpose. Everyone’s pretending they’ve got it figured out—smiling for the cameras, posting their perfect little lives—but it’s all bullshit. We’re lost. And maybe we’re supposed to be.”

Companion (2025)