The Personal Website of Jeremy Boles

In the Future All Food Will Be Cooked in a Microwave

A poignant take on where the AI frenzy seems to be heading.

I woke this morning having received nice notes from multiple friends, which makes me very happy and feel loved.

Aldi

I always feel a bit defeated when I’m shopping here. I think that probably says more about me than it does about this place.

I’ve spent a lot of time reflecting on how much of a whirlwind the last two months of my life have been—let alone the last year. The last couple of months have been mostly good things; the eight before that… not so much.

I’ve gathered two more bags of clothing to take to the second-hand store as I slowly weed through my possessions and purge my inventory of the things I no longer need or want. It’s not much, but it is a start.

Netizen

Like picking up trash where you walk, even if the rest of the world is full of litter. You keep doing what you can to make things better.

I’ve faced so much intense rejection over the past year that any time I feel loved, or even if someone just wants to be around me, I can’t help but get all teary-eyed.

Sorting through the difference between simple and easy is a constant source of stress in my life.

I have been having conversations lately that are causing me to reflect back on my roots, or rather, the lack thereof. I find myself envious of my friends who have these rich, long histories woven into the fabric that makes them who they are.

We’re only one week into summer and I already feel overwhelmed. It’s going to be a long summer, I think.

I just can’t seem to keep my brain from waking up early, early in the morning anymore. It’s a gift, a dream, a curse.