I Needed Black Holes. I Got Static

I used to think the universe was big enough for all of us—scientists, satellites, and the noise of everyone’s lives. Turns out, the more we connect, the less I can see. I spend nights trying to listen for black holes, the anchors that keep our world mapped and moving. But all I hear is the hiss of wifi, the pulse of someone’s phone, the static of a planet that doesn’t care what I’m trying to hold together. I rerun the protocol, check the spectrum, beg for a clear lane. I tell myself it matters—precision, reference frames, the invisible grid that keeps your GPS honest. But tonight, it feels like I’m shouting into a crowded room, hoping the universe answers back. And all I get is interference. #ScienceFatigue #RadioSilence #LabBurnout #Science