Lately I’ve been telling my friends I’m done. I’ve entered my George Carlin phase. Words don’t seem to mean anything anymore. YouTube titles? Clickbait. News headlines? Clickbait. People say this and that, and in the end it’s nothing like what they promised.
And then this... love the idea!
This might be a terrible advice but here’s what i did: i drowned myself reading pessimist philosophers literature. This ended up being my source of energy to keep on moving... it worked for me. I dunno about you but here’s my two mexican pesos. Best of things to ya, my fellow human.
I guess I became an NPC now.