i stopped thinking
something has changed.
we now stop thinking, we just prompt.
i stopped to ponder what my colleagues asked.
what my friends asked.
i go into this little chat box in my laptop, or phone.
type their question, get something legible, reply back.
like a parrot, a vessel for the oroborous.
i still want to learn.
i want to feel challenged.
to grow, to feel the pain of failure.
and to overcome it.
feeling proud about myself.
and like i can learn anything.
this is new.
something in the last 6 months.
but how quickly do we adjust.
that i don't feel like i need to use my brain anymore...
i resist, i keep trying.
maybe something needs to change.
maybe i need to struggle more.
maybe i need to go analog.
like those writers that published a book a year.
with just their notepad, whiskey, and silence.
i must go back.
i must.