Nobody talks about the personality shift in your 30s where you no longer want to be impressive, you just want to be rested, regulated, and completely unavailable to anything that drains you
There’s an episode of SpongeBob where he breaks down because he doesn’t want to be an adult anymore, he just wants to go to his grandma’s house and eat cookies.
I’ve never related to a cartoon more than I do right now.
The older I get the more I realize, calm is the real wealth. Living a very private life. Away. Alone. Observing. Thinking. Learning. Being bored. Creating something meaningful. A quiet day, sunlight, coffee, music, books, and stillness. That'll do.
We’re not doctors. We don’t work in the ER, and we’re not defusing bombs. We work in spreadsheets. Nobody needs a response within the hour. The fake urgency in corporate needs to stop.