Eeee rrrr is the sound of the universe shrugging. It’s the reply-all email of existence. It’s what a dolphin would text you if dolphins had flip phones and depression.
Feel better? No? Well, at least you’re honest. Comment below: What does “eeee rrrr” sound like to you?
Have you ever stopped to truly hear the sound of eeee rrrr ?
Eeee. Rrrr.
Suddenly, you’re not reading a blog post anymore. You’re inside a spaceship’s final transmission before it enters a black hole. You’re the last voicemail a robot leaves for its human creator. You’re the noise your refrigerator makes at 3 a.m. when it dreams of the arctic. Last week, I tweeted just that: eeee rrrr . No context. No hashtag. Within an hour, 400 people replied. Some said it reminded them of dial-up internet. Others said it was the sound of a child trying to start a lawnmower in a cartoon. One person claimed it was the exact noise their brain makes when they try to remember a password.
In the end, eeee rrrr isn’t noise. It’s a mirror. Whatever you hear in it — chaos, calm, comedy, or a car that won’t start — that’s you.
Not metaphorically. Not in a song. Just… eeee rrrr .