I can still vividly recall sitting in my living room back in 2019, the curtains drawn tight to block out the sun, staring at those cold, brutalist concrete walls of the Oldest House. I remember wonder...
I was sitting in a local coffee shop back in the tail end of 2023, just watching the world go by, and it struck me: every single person there—and I mean every single one—was completely hunched over a ...
I clearly remember sitting in front of my console back in 2022, mindlessly clicking through the same three dialogue options for what felt like the tenth time that hour. You know that exact feeling, ri...
I was looking back at some old notes from 2023 recently, and man, the world was in such a state of absolute panic. Do you remember that? It felt like every other headline was predicting the end of the...
p>I was sitting in one of those overly-designed, industrial-chic coffee shops in Senopati the other day—you know the vibe, where the air is a thick mix of expensive roasted beans and that frantic, hig...
You know that specific, heavy kind of silence that starts to settle into a home when a family member begins to drift away? It’s not the quiet of an empty house, but rather the expectant, suffocating s...
I can still vividly recall those afternoons back in 2023, sitting at my desk and staring at a spinning loading wheel while some massive, windowless server farm in Virginia decided whether or not it fe...
There is a specific, very modern kind of anxiety that hits the moment you click “send” on a prompt in ChatGPT or Claude. It’s that tiny, nagging itch in the back of your brain—the one that...
I remember—and it really wasn’t that long ago—when the phrase “bringing a charger” meant something entirely different. It usually involved reaching into the dark, crumb-filled bottom of a ...
I was sitting in a local coffee shop yesterday morning, nursing a lukewarm oat milk latte and trying to track down an old article I distinctly remember reading back in the early twenties. It was one o...