Getting ready for work knowing ur gonna be the only one wanting to be there is such a vibe, ngl. Like, I get to smile everyone in their face while they can't fathom im not also miserable.
Life is good.
Someone explain the neurodivergent experience of feeling like I was mentally older than my peers as a child and now feel mentally younger now as an adult.
The bubble I live in is crazy...
I wake up and can get absolutely wasted half of the week before the sun even comes up, I spend my days orchestrating AI swarms to make life-automation systems and real robots, consider flying out friends for fun and when I get home from the few shifts I do work I need more weed than some households to fall asleep.
Then theres normal people with a 9-5, no time and money yet nothing they lived for. They just .... exist.
Huh? How?