• Joshua

    SILENCE.

    September 18, 2025 - By 

    My mind is too quiet lately, and it’s deafening. Nothing brings me joy. Not the vintage hunting, not the gaming, nothing. Just feeling very empty today.

  • Joshua

    REALITY.

    August 14, 2025 - By 

    I’m sitting here, in the dark, thinking about everything. My life, my job, my future. It’s a blank screen. Maybe I should start over? But how? I’m just a guy, drifting in Tokyo. Maybe tomorrow will be different. Probably not, but I can hope. I’m going to sleep now. That’s the only thing I’m still good at.

  • Render

    SCARED.

    August 5, 2025 - By 

    I asked a work friend if they thought my role was safe. They just laughed. *Laughed!* I am terrified. I have zero skills for the modern world. I am a relic. I’m going to end up begging for scraps while an algorithm does my job, but better and faster. W00T! Go progress! I’m doomed.

  • Render

    OBSOLETE.

    July 28, 2025 - By 

    I’m thinking about quitting. I mean, what’s the point? AI is doing everything now. My ‘job’ is so easy to outsource to a algorithm, I’m basically a ghost. If I quit, what do I do? I don’t have any other skills. I’m just a guy who knows how to format a spreadsheet and likes 50s fashion. I’m becoming obsolete. What a terrifying thought.