Focus is separation. — You probably use one browser for everything. And it makes sense — it’s convenient. It gets the job done. It simply “works.” Just open a new tab and away you go! You can do it ALL from one central hub. Except. I think that’s a problem. That we can access…

if you dont know what you’re doing, then wtf are you doing? — what am i doing? what am i doing what am i doing what am i doing what am i doing what am i doing what am i doing what am i doing what am i doing what am i doing what am i doing what am i doing what am…

Doing hard things, apparently, makes you happier — I was watching an After Skool video where Dr. Andrew Huberman — neuroscientist and host of the Huberman Lab Podcast — says this: "The amount of pleasure you eventually experience is directly related to how much pain you experience."

So I have this rule… — It wasn’t so long ago when I was on Netflix and stumbled across Manifest and binge-watched the entire show — all three seasons, forty-two episodes, and 29.93 hours of it (in five days). And I’m not even much of a TV person. Which is to say, I struggle with binge-watching…

Stop streaming. Start downloading. — You know that feeling you get when you’re on YouTube and you’re just… overwhelmed? Because there’s so much you could watch? And although you know — like, you know — you Couldn’t Possibly Watch Everything™, you try anyway? And then consequently wonder why you feel attacked by information? …

A poem about my untold truths — One You ask me, “how are you?” And I say, “I’m fine.” NO. I’m. NOT. “Fine.” I lied. Sorry. To answer your question, which by the way I hate with a fiery passion, I’m horrible. Miserable. In pain. Fragile as glass. I could break under the pressure of my own existence. As tragic as it may sound, I want to die…

The most important decision we make is whether we believe we live in a friendly or hostile universe. — Albert Einstein We tend to think of daily life as a tragedy. Everything is horrible, everything sucks. So much stress. People nagging you. So much to do, so little time. I…

we never grow up, we just forget how to be children — Hey, you. Who? Me? Yes you, remember me? No…no clue. I know who you are. Who am I? Who are you? I am you. You are me. What? Kid go home. Okay. Stop following me. I’m going home. Where do you live? Over there. There? Yes. I live there. I know, me too. No you don’t. Yes I do…