The Void . . . A rift in the space-time continuum.
The Void is not the inky blackness of space as some people seem to think. Which is actually chock full of suns and stars and planets and proto-planets and asteroids and comets and quasars and black holes and whatever else is out there.
Nor is it the “new frontier” of the deepest darkest ocean depths in which new and increasingly strange life forms are to be found.
In fact, contrary to the definition of ‘void’ as something that is devoid of anything, empty, uninhabited, deserted, and so on, everything we think of as a void really does have things in them.
No, The Void is a rift in the space-time continuum that seems to exist at the back of washers and dryers and dishwasher. It can be found in the back of closets, drawers, cupboards. It can even be found hiding in purses and on bookshelves and in cars.
On the whole, the Void does not harm the universe nor do we normally notice it. Not until we are matching socks and realize that an even number went into the wash and an odd number came out. Or we sense it when we go to get that pencil or sticky pad we tossed in the drawer at the end of the work day the afternoon before. Sometimes it’s when we are looking for our favorite lip balm that was brand new, only used once, and suddenly missing from our purse. Some of these items are gone forever. Some suddenly turn up weeks later, in the exact place they were supposed to be, even thought you up ended the drawer or purse and went through it item by item.
You could say that someone else had it and put it back later. This could be so at work, or if you live with people. But not when you live alone. Some of my friends say the cat did it. Others like to say it was the fairies. Personally, I say it was The Void gobbling up our bits and pieces.