Here’s a reprieve: realizing the world is absurd isn’t just a shake-my-head and chuckle phrase. We pretend the play is coherent, the stage is solid, and the director is in charge. And then—the seams show. Once you’ve seen them, you can’t unsee. You want to squeak: “Guys… the emperor has no pants, the luggage carousel is a metaphor…”

Comic relief and bewilderment are valid ways the absurd breaks through. When something goes wrong, everyone automatically scrambles for an explanation: “It’s his fault,” “it’s Mercury retrograde.” Explanations are soothing, sure. But here’s the spoiler: life doesn’t make sense. It never did. It shows up as nonsense, and we make every effort to clean it up. We just pretend not to notice—because, well, work and the gym.

Maybe you’ve noticed. Maybe you’ve seen the seams in the sky. Maybe it hit you in traffic, or in a circular argument, or while glaring at a broken printer: wait… this is nonsense. That’s the whole show. Daily wrongness is not an error to be fixed. It is the architecture. Traffic jams. Technology that complicates. The DMV. Coincidences that feel like secret notes from the universe. These aren’t anomalies. They’re evidence. See it clearly—and the headached dissolves into laughter.

“The realization that life is absurd cannot be an end, but only a beginning.” ~ Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus

“Explanation separates us from astonishment, which is the only gateway to the incomprehensible.” ~ Eugène Ionesco

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