I've always spent whole days like this resolving spatial issues that were either so, so perplexed to resolve or as easy like your just only playing lego plastics with your kid. So tedious and mentally consuming.
I don't care losing every bit of hair anymore. I gave up the struggle of saving a handful of them and welcome Mr. X version of me. I thought of growing beard or mustache instead but so conscious people would think I've got hair crawled down on me to grow on my face instead. So, I'd be that guy - for a while.
I am open to possibilities though - of a surgical repair. After all, it would just feel like repairing a broken knee or sucking fat tissues (liposuction). Except that it'd cost 'round AED 4 to 5k here in Dubai -Quite affordable, not to brag but still painful pulling out off my pocket. So let it be for a while. For now, my project manager could think, I am either enjoying what I'm doing or struggling to accomplish things.
I realized there have been lots of issues tagging out my very focus in my career lately. My passion is deteriorating - productivity dwindling. Like the weather in this part of the world draining substance out from its inhabitants, the pressures from all sides have become an untiring bombardment of stress.
I've spent perhaps more than a thousand hours of intertwining logics for projects that either went successfully or failure. The sane thing and perhaps encouraging things about this, is the thought of having seen them work after all this years and having to realize those people were still using it (despite the annoyances of bugs). Makes me feel awesome inside - and proud. It's like having had a son somewhere, alive. And the very thought they were walking the earth is because of me. Partly a part of us they call Artificial Intelligence.
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