I've worked as an engineer in some capacity for over 40 years, and I've never seen my peers as stressed as they are now.

Sure it was always a race to keep up with new tools, methods or ecosystems, but you always knew deep down if you put in the effort, you'd be an employable engineer still/again.

Now it's a perfect storm of significant workforce parts craving validation based on basically nothing but existing, combined with #AI casting everyone in a digital version of The Human Centipede.

It gives the impression that many peers want to vibe their way to accolades, and get stressed af when it's not working - instead they're being replaced by code.

Crappy unmaintainable code, at that.

Sleeping #outdoors tonight in a Caravan Arctic Navyblue from 1977. Specced as comfortable to -9C at a time when all such measurements were done by ultrafit muscular men [which I never was], and -5C forecast. Should be interesting.

Edit: Very comfortable night, at a balmy -3C. The Arctic has aged well, amazing quality in a 50 year old down sleeping bag.

Out of my six decades of life, I can detail the single moment when I felt reservationless #happiness, for three minutes.

It was a trivial, everyday event in a fleeting interaction with a stranger, many years ago.

I cherish that moment, but to be honest, I was hoping for… more?