I’m pushing half a century in an industry that is not kind to old guys. I try to fend it off but every now and then it hits me. I’m pretty sure this is not unique to my life experience, or it wouldn’t have a term :-)
I’m pushing half a century in an industry that is not kind to old guys. I try to fend it off but every now and then it hits me. I’m pretty sure this is not unique to my life experience, or it wouldn’t have a term :-)
Almost Daily. It’s a manifestation of my persistent melancholic depression. At some point, at least once almost every day, I’ll spend some time more or less paralyzed thinking about strangelets or meteor strikes or other shit that can wipe out the world and there’s nothing we can do about it. I’ll then go looking for more reasons to just not bother living if I can get off the couch.