Friday, Friday. Spiritual Friday.

And suddenly this afternoon, at that moment, I thought of an idea: Why do I have to go to the AI industry to sell? It’s like when I graduated last year, I had to go into Web3 because I thought it was a big mouth, and standing there would blow up. But soon after a year it became clear to itself that it was even more lethal to think that the basics were not working and that the underlying concepts were not. I can’t do it in any business, even though I know it’s still in any business…

And it was the same moment that I suddenly felt like I was dropping my head, as if I was a little relieved of my desire to be a salesman in the AI industry. It’s the same idea that made your heart so easy.

This idea stems from a tremor that was painted this afternoon, largely to the effect that the greatest romance of the time came from the unbridled calm it has given to those who grow up throughout their lives.

The above is written in late the night, when the brain doesn’t really want to work. I’m writing a copy here, and I’m following up on it.