what a resonant piece. incredibly constructed. issues ive grappled with and, like the author, kept to myself because ive learned most people in my life dont care about the same things as i do. rare piece of writing that changed my perspective a bit
this is glib but i couldnt keep myself from intentionally misinterpreting the end:
"and on top of these existential crises he has covid now!"
I could be mistaken, but my read is that years of dealing with cat turds day in day out has numbed the author to their stench. His once prized chocolates now have become themselves cat turds, and he lacks the senses to even realize it. Note how dusty the container was - the author didn't care to maintain his chocolates, and now here he is. The forgotten side projects, the tech we wanted to learn... things we lost the motivation for or now execute with the same cat turd quality as we've grown accustomed to.
this is glib but i couldnt keep myself from intentionally misinterpreting the end: "and on top of these existential crises he has covid now!"