What happens when it’s late at night, I’m in a melancholy mood thinking about the past, and I have final projects due for school? That’s right, I start looking for The White Whale, one of the best and coolest friends I ever had who has a common name and seemingly no Internet presence at all, and who has vanished off the face of the earth.
It’s 4am but Captain Ahab, I think I found her. A missive has been sent. How will I ever fall asleep now?
Update 12 hours later: No reply. Dur.
Update 30 hours later: If it’s her, I am guessing she does not want to be found. Or, she lives on an island without the Internet.