Most people who know me think I’m a just swell normal guy with perhaps some offputting vibes. But I was raised under circumstances that would fuck up most people. Turning out well-adjusted, educated, and starting a stable family all basically started as a rebellious phase. I still am gutter trash deep down, but I’ve got a wife and a kid now who I somehow support on a single income working 100% from home. I’ve overcommitted to this bit and there’s no going back. I have to “be a sane human” who doesn’t “sleep in storage units” now. I’ve become a man who “updates underwriters” and doesn’t “dress like a wizard, cast spells in public parks, and barf on the sidewalk”. God help me.
You can dress like a wizard, just do it at sponsored events, or with your kids. Don’t barf on the sidewalk, but the wizard stuff is fine, in moderation.
That stuff is behind me, for now. The fact that I’m a bearded recluse in a tower who makes a living staring long and deep into a glowing piece of glass that is slowly driving me insane is pretty cool though
Most people who know me think I’m a just swell normal guy with perhaps some offputting vibes. But I was raised under circumstances that would fuck up most people. Turning out well-adjusted, educated, and starting a stable family all basically started as a rebellious phase. I still am gutter trash deep down, but I’ve got a wife and a kid now who I somehow support on a single income working 100% from home. I’ve overcommitted to this bit and there’s no going back. I have to “be a sane human” who doesn’t “sleep in storage units” now. I’ve become a man who “updates underwriters” and doesn’t “dress like a wizard, cast spells in public parks, and barf on the sidewalk”. God help me.
We’re all faking it, at least a bit. The fact that you care enough about your family to keep your shit together proves that you’re not trash inside.
Proof is perhaps too strong a word for it, but whatever spends is money, eh?
You can dress like a wizard, just do it at sponsored events, or with your kids. Don’t barf on the sidewalk, but the wizard stuff is fine, in moderation.
That stuff is behind me, for now. The fact that I’m a bearded recluse in a tower who makes a living staring long and deep into a glowing piece of glass that is slowly driving me insane is pretty cool though
Thanks for this different perspective. Makes the grind more tolerable
Dear diary, today my palantir put me in touch with a pretty chill wizard…