Because the first time you do it, you feel it in your body. You walk toward the venue and your hands feel slightly empty. You keep checking your phone even though nobodyâs coming. You stand in line and suddenly youâre hyper aware of where to put your eyes. Youâre scanning faces like youâre looking for someone to rescue you from looking like a person with no friends.
The brain does this stupid thing where it equates being alone with being unwanted.
Even when you chose it.
Even when you have people.
Even when the truth is just: your schedules donât match, nobody answered in time, you donât want to beg someone to live your life with you.
Still, the body feels it as exposure.
Thatâs why so many people would rather stay home.
They donât want to miss the movie. They want to avoid the feeling of being visibly alone in public. They want to avoid that tiny sting when you sit down and thereâs an empty seat next to you and you can feel other peopleâs laughter and you wonder if you look sad.
Itâs pride. Itâs fear. Itâs that childhood wiring that says the herd equals safety.
Then you stay home and you scroll a feed of other people living.
You see couples at concerts. Friends clinking glasses. Someone posting museum photos. Someone at a cafe with a book and a cute pastry. You tell yourself theyâre having a better life than you.
But half the time theyâre just doing what you could have done, if you werenât waiting for permission from someone elseâs calendar.
Waiting is the quiet killer.
Not because friends are bad. Friends are great. Love is great. Shared memories are real.
The problem is when your entire life becomes contingent on other peopleâs availability.
You turn into this person who is always âdownâ but never actually doing. Always âwe should.â Always âsoon.â Always âwhen everyone is free.â You start stockpiling intentions like theyâre experiences.
A year goes by that way so fast it makes you nauseous.
A lot of people donât realize how much theyâve outsourced their living until they hit a wall.
They break up. Their best friend moves. Everyone gets busy. Someone has kids. Someone gets depressed. Someone becomes a work zombie. Suddenly the social engine that carried you stops. And youâre left standing there like a person who forgot how to walk without holding someoneâs hand.
Thatâs when âgo aloneâ stops sounding like empowerment and starts sounding like survival.
Thereâs a specific sadness in realizing youâve been sitting in your apartment waiting for other people to press play on your life.
Like youâre paused until someone else is ready.
learn to go alone.
Not because it makes you edgy.
Because it keeps you from turning your life into a waiting room.
Going alone teaches you something your nervous system needs to learn: solitude is not rejection.
You walk into the coffee shop alone and nobody cares. The barista does not care. The couple at the corner table does not care. The guy on his laptop does not care. Most people are so wrapped up in themselves that your aloneness is invisible.
Thatâs the first relief.
The second relief is quieter: you start noticing what you actually like.
When you go with friends, youâre in group mode. Compromise mode. Conversation mode. Social performance mode.
Alone, youâre in attention mode.
You notice the light in the museum hitting the floor. You notice you want to stay five minutes longer in front of one painting. You notice which songs hit harder when youâre not trying to look cool about it. You notice you like sitting by the window. You notice you prefer earlier showtimes. You notice you like walking slowly after the movie instead of immediately debriefing it.
You start developing taste that isnât filtered through anyone else.
Thatâs a form of adulthood people skip.
Also, going alone is a kind of quiet rebellion against shame.
The last 25 days I wasted my time/energy on a project for some stupid Indian client who wanted everything done for cheap. They didnât even know what the f they wanted. Once the design was ready, they said okay, and then when it was about to finish, suddenly they werenât satisfied
Iâm glad his cars arenât selling well in India. Indian Gen Z who desperately wanted âdisruptionâ, here is your chance, burn down all his tesla stores.
Alan Turing literally laid the groundwork for the digital and AI era weâre living in, and still barely anyone remembers him outside of a niche academic circle (and it hasnât even been like 100 years yet). 1000 years is kinda very unrealistic.
The only time my Abacus skills actually came in clutch was when a real estate agent tried to play smart with some fake land dimensions. I did the mini seizure hand thing, calculated the correct numbers, and called him out on his bluff.
If a student struggles with a subject, most of the time itâs either because they werenât disciplined with their studies, or they just had poor guidance.
âiâm not good at mathâ
no, youâre lazy and undisciplined. years of not applying yourself to understand what is arguably the most important subject compounded to the point where you are functionally mathematically illiterate.
now, you use this as an excuse to make yourself feel better, that some people just have the math gene, and you donât. They were lucky, you were not.
nobody is born knowing calculus, and yes very few people are savants. The rest of us didnât understand it just like you, but actually put in the work to make the unknown to us, known.
put in the effort to learn math, itâs worth it.
This is an interesting article I came across on Hacker News about how air pollution is directly linked to increased dementia risks. Give it a read.
https://t.co/6YAELsfaoW
India is not a uniquely dysfunctional country. Rather, it is a slightly below average country in terms of intelligence and also country performance, sitting at 77 IQ in this dataset (our latest) and right on the regression line in terms of performance.
though they arenât hiring for tech roles right now, itâs still great to see them expanding here.
Very good opportunity for young talent to connect with big AI companies within the country.
they're unhinged. normies live their lives trying to not get noticed and follow the rules, so they get a normie outcome. the guys who are really winning are a little bit insane. they'll walk into a meeting and say what everyone else is thinking but is too scared to say. they'll make a deal that no one else would have the balls to make. they're not constrained by the fear of looking like an idiot. normies will fold first, every time, because their greatest fear is social disapproval. successful people understand that social disapproval is a tax on success.
I am once again asking you to start and never stop. What the fuck else are you going to do? You AREN'T going to reach your potential? You're just going to sit in front of your little screen all day? You're just going to keep making life hard instead of doing something hard?
Back in college, apart from the usual academic curriculum, we had these skill oriented courses where they literally taught us this stuff... lol
Stay out of office politics,
Look busy even if youâre not,
Keep your personal life to yourself, and so on... lol