I’m sitting here on the subway to meet up with friends in nyc. It’s been almost a year since I left my last job. Almost two years since my divorce. I quit my l

I’m sitting here on the subway to meet up with friends in nyc. It’s been almost a year since I left my last job. Almost two years since my divorce. I quit my life in SF and tried to restart. Thinking - maybe I can find a new partner if I explore the entire world. (Nope - still as unable to get a date as I was when I met my ex) Maybe I’ll find a job that will be better. Won’t know though cause I can’t bother myself to do more than a few leetcode problems every week instead of the required 40+ you need to do to be ready to modern interviewing. I’m just burning through dwindling savings as I lost a huge amount after I got divorced (bad financial decisions poured on by not being reliable for anyone but myself). I’m not sure when I’ll go back to work or solve any problem but my standards for everything are higher. In some ways - I’d rather die than go back to the miserable grind. I could only justify it because I was married but now I can’t at all.