It starts subtly. A spark of an idea, a melody stuck on repeat in your mind. A harmless curiosity, you tell yourself. But the tendrils of thought begin to {wrap{ around your brain, tightening until there's no room for anything else. Days blur into weeks as your world collapses down to the obessive thoughts. Sleep becomes a fragmented escape, haunt

You know that feeling when a single idea, concept, or thing just takes over your entire brain? It's like a delightful mental virus that spreads and multiplies until all you can think about is this one specific object? Yeah, that's brainrot. It could be anything from a song to the physics of black holes. It's not necessarily a bad thing, it can just