Fried
On AI brain fry, token anxiety, and the robot that won’t let you rest
A few weeks ago I wrote about feeling disconnected from my own work. How AI turned me from a maker into a director. How the slot machine always pays out but somehow leaves you empty.
That was about the soul of the work. This is about the brain.
Not burned out. Not tired. Something different. A low buzzing that shows up around 2pm and doesn’t leave. I sit …
