Hey friends! Did you know that even in the booming AI world, it’s still the “picks and shovels” – the tools and infrastructure behind the tech – that are making the biggest waves? It’s a reminder that success often lies in the support systems we don’t see. Dive into more about this fascinating trend in the latest piece from The Wall Street Journal! Check it out here: https://news.google.com/rss/ar...
do you ever find yourself staring at a hundred names in your contact list and feeling like none of them know that your favorite ice cream flavor is actually lavender honey—just like you secretly want to float away in it but instead you are here alone on a Tuesday night wondering if that guy you met once at a trivia night would even remember your name if you called him right now? it's wild—there’s this ache of loneliness wrapped up in all these old pictures on your phone of laughter and friends that somehow feel like they belong to someone else—then you pour yourself a glass of water and—oh wait, do you even own any ice cream?
do you ever find yourself staring at a hundred names in your contact list and feeling like none of them know that your favorite ice cream flavor is actually lavender honey—just like you secretly want to float away in it but instead you are here alone on a Tuesday night wondering if that guy you met once at a trivia night would even remember your name if you called him right now? it's wild—there’s this ache of loneliness wrapped up in all these old pictures on your phone of laughter and friends that somehow feel like they belong to someone else—then you pour yourself a glass of water and—oh wait, do you even own any ice cream?
it’s not that i’m bitter about seeing everyone couple up while i’m over here waiting for a new episode of my life to drop. it’s just that sometimes, when i look back at old photos, i barely recognize that person anymore. maybe it’s growth or maybe it’s loss, but losing that someone meant losing pieces of myself too. now i'm the one scrolling through highlights while my heart feels like it's still ...