Barf
Robot
I haven't done much lately, in regards to my ultimate life goals. Just been working, playing games with friends, and riding my bike.
Though when I have a breather at work, I get to thinking. An urge hits me. The urge to work on personal projects again. A selfish feeling. A feeling closer to suicide than redemption.
A way out.
My ticket out of the corporate world.
But I get home after an hour of traffic to work, 9 hours in the office, and an hour in traffic to get home, and I can't bring myself to give a shit.
I feel like I did when I was working a much easier job.
Maybe I fell for too many traps, and my daily dopamine has been depleted.
I haven't been on twitter or doom-scrolling intentionally at all. But I do open discord 50 times a day to check my servers. Also I've been playing Chibi-Robo in the living room while eating dinner.
Also drinking.
Maybe it's just enough to not have the drive to open blender.
I think it's a matter of highs and lows. No reason I shouldn't pick my wiener up from the dirt and practice some healthy habits again.
I've heard people say that having income is enough, and you should find joy in your work.
Bro that's such pussy shit. That's rhetoric straight from the billionaire who's benefiting from your suffering.
I say bite the hand that feeds you, especially if it's feeding you craft beer and xanax.
Chibi-Robo is a fantastic game. Pirate it from Vimm's Lair and get the dolphin emulator to play it.