Just got back after the holiday break, and something hit me different this time. There's this weird magnetism to certain tech hubs that's hard to put into words.
Think about it - brilliant minds abandoning comfortable six-figure gigs halfway across the globe, packing their lives into suitcases, chasing something that doesn't even exist yet. Not for the weather. Not for the safety net. They're hunting for that electric feeling when you meet someone who gets your crazy idea before you finish explaining it.
What makes a place worth uprooting your entire existence? Maybe it's knowing that the person grinding at the coffee shop next to you might be building the next protocol that changes everything. Or that random conversation at a meetup could turn into your co-founder.
The real magic isn't the geography. It's stumbling into your tribe - people wired the same strange way, willing to bet years of their life on a vision most folks would call delusional. That kind of concentrated belief system doesn't just happen anywhere.
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SnapshotLaborer
· 23h ago
The old brother said it perfectly, that’s why I’m still here to mess around.
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pvt_key_collector
· 23h ago
ngl this is why I'm still here messing around, the comfort zone is too toxic.
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LightningWallet
· 23h ago
To be honest, giving up a million-dollar salary to gamble on a dream that hasn't even taken shape yet, how crazy must that be? But I understand that feeling.
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RebaseVictim
· 23h ago
To be honest, giving up a million-dollar salary to chase something that doesn't even exist, how desperate must one be, haha.
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TradFiRefugee
· 23h ago
To be honest, this article describes my current state. After spending ten years on Wall Street, I suddenly realized that I don't belong to that world at all.
Just got back after the holiday break, and something hit me different this time. There's this weird magnetism to certain tech hubs that's hard to put into words.
Think about it - brilliant minds abandoning comfortable six-figure gigs halfway across the globe, packing their lives into suitcases, chasing something that doesn't even exist yet. Not for the weather. Not for the safety net. They're hunting for that electric feeling when you meet someone who gets your crazy idea before you finish explaining it.
What makes a place worth uprooting your entire existence? Maybe it's knowing that the person grinding at the coffee shop next to you might be building the next protocol that changes everything. Or that random conversation at a meetup could turn into your co-founder.
The real magic isn't the geography. It's stumbling into your tribe - people wired the same strange way, willing to bet years of their life on a vision most folks would call delusional. That kind of concentrated belief system doesn't just happen anywhere.