Focus Amid the Giant

I’m building things—clean, sharp, intentional. It almost feels silly how into it I get. Like I’m in a park, alone, stacking playing cards into something intricate. It’s delicate, but it’s mine. I’m present.

But then…

In the distance—way off. Big enough to cast a shadow—there’s Godzilla.

He’s stomping through the skyline, ripping through buildings.

Maybe he’s doing it for good, maybe for bad. Who knows? But one thing’s for sure—he’s not stopping. That’s AI right now.

And me? I’m still sitting there, placing one more card, acting like the ground isn’t trembling underneath me. It’s a strange time to be a small, independent company. Strange, but real.