This is not ironic, sarcastic, or satirical.
This is not a deep look into the very soul of the author, not a roll call of all his psychological maladies.
This is not a metaphor, simile, nor allegory. Stop looking for a place to dig your finger nail. There are no layers to peel.
This is not commentary on the human condition, the frailness of life, the meaning of existence, nor the futility of the every day.
This is just a video of Carlos Correa hitting a double. And it’s fucking perfect.
(h/t Evan Drellich)