How to survive the AI spend hangover

It’s 6:30am and you hear the door of the nightclub you’ve spent the last 8 hours inside shriek as it closes behind you. You watch bleary-eyed as an overly bright sunrise illuminates the business-suited people as they glide effortlessly along the sidewalk, their obnoxiously well-rested faces talking about work on their fully charged phones. You wonder, “Where did all the fun people go?