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I never said this outloud, but I forgot how much I was my own best friend.

But after I got to the top, almost all my friends didn’t give a shit.

I paused one day and asked, why do they offer refills?

I have unfinished business with an old game that teaches us more about life than we give credit for

I let go of expectations for my followers

I thought working in big tech like at “a Microsoft” would give me fulfilment

Lately, I rediscovered The Joy of Painting with Bob Ross which gave me some insight on how perfectionism is a type of bondage.

So, it appears I’m a Hindu cultural materialist but want the simplicity of Buddhism.