I have no idea what this is or where it comes from, and yet, somehow, I am this meme. It’s an inexplicable feeling, but deep down, I can sense it in my soul. There’s no logical explanation for it; it’s a connection beyond words. I don’t know who this character is, where he originated, or what his backstory might be, but somehow, he embodies me—and I, in turn, embody him. It’s as if this meme was plucked from the collective unconscious to represent every chill guy who’s ever existed.  

Every laid-back, easygoing man on this planet can see himself in this meme. It’s not just a random image or a passing joke. No, it’s a reflection, a mirror held up to all of us who embody that calm, unbothered vibe. It’s more than humor—it’s a truth that resonates on a cosmic level.  

Men are the meme. The meme is men. It’s a cycle, a symbol, a perfect representation of a state of being. The meme is universal—it transcends cultures, languages, and contexts. It speaks to something primal, something innately human. It’s not just a picture on the internet; it’s a shared understanding, a quiet nod between those who “get it.”  

And what is the meme, you might ask? It’s not just one guy or one joke—it’s the chill guy. It’s the essence of taking life as it comes, of embracing the moment. That’s why it feels like me. Because it is.

Don't believe me? Just take a look at the internet.