The Signal Was Dead. I Still Listened.

I spent weeks thinking we’d found something—some whisper from another galaxy, proof that the universe was bigger and stranger than we could imagine. The data was a mess, but I clung to it. I wanted it to mean something. Then it was just a satellite. Not even a live one—a relic, dead for decades, sending a signal it shouldn’t be able to send. I stared at the screen, waiting for the numbers to rearrange themselves into something that made sense. They didn’t. I told myself it was still interesting. I told myself it mattered. But all I could feel was the weight of hours I’d never get back, chasing ghosts in the noise. Sometimes I wonder if I’m the only one who keeps listening, hoping for a message that isn’t meant for me. #ScienceFatigue #LabBurnout #GhostData #Science