My last job was mostly remote, on top of that, it was a creative role.
That meant a lot of internet-ing (following trends, riding new wave ideas, constant research, and being open to insanity).
The internet is a mad world.
Think about it— if the gasoline that fuels its motion is attention, the machine has to constantly find new ways to grab and hold yours.
It does that with drama.
You see all the crazy shit online and start to believe it.
The machines goal is to keep you coming back….
…but if you’re going there, you’re not here….. in real life.
These last few weeks, I’ve been working in person— at a business, and it’s not what the internet advertises.
Here– people disagree,
and can do so without hating each other.
They work together.
They don’t get offended easily.
They’re normal.
There’s no my pronouns, identity, political party, tribe, group, belief, this, that, you, me, conspiracy, narcissism…..
There’s just people.
Being people.
Leave this virtual psych ward and you’ll find life is a lot more beautiful without the filers.
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